There is nothing much to the poem, just looking at a lover's embrace in musical terms. I have always been a fan of musicals especially when there is no default sex involved. One fine example would be a classic Hindu movie - there is intense passion portrayed without the necessity of a sex scene.
his head rests upon her bosom
the heaving, its rise and fall
a rhythm of sentiments deep
her breath sweet, the breeze a whisper
the softness of her cuddle
the drumbeats her heartbeat
her curves his adventure
her soul his quest found
to the song the drapes dance
to the dance the palm leaves whistle
to the whistle she hums
the tune of souls united
his head rests upon her bosom
the heaving, its rise and fall
a rhythm of sentiments deep
her breath sweet, the breeze a whisper
the softness of her cuddle
the drumbeats her heartbeat
her curves his adventure
her soul his quest found
to the song the drapes dance
to the dance the palm leaves whistle
to the whistle she hums
the tune of souls united
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