Her Trunk, So Soft, So Smooth, Alive!

Her trunk, so soft, so smooth, alive!
I ran my fingers down to where
My cock was hidden in its lustful hive

Within her was a beating heart deeply fond of life
I loved her more than anything and asked
Would she be my wife?

I knew she heard me clearly while sucking on my staff
She pulled me out, looked up and smiled
From within her trunk a laugh

And so it was that on this day in the middle of her bed
Her once warm trunk so full of life
Lie next to a spent lover, both cold and dead