Spasm

I was sitting in my study
Engrossed in reading
The poetry of a friend
When she entered  
And asked,
"How's it going?"
"Good" I said, "Actually,
Very good. This book is
Everything his first book
Should have been,
But wasn't."
"Are you at a stopping point?"
She said with a smile.
"Sure" I said as I placed the
Bookmark between the pages  
Of the opening and closed  
The book on the desk, "What's up?"
Still smiling she said, "I thought
We might go to the bedroom  
For a little naked time."
I said, "You mean enjoy
The fruits of marriage  
By taking our clothes off  
And rubbing our private  
Parts together until we get an
Involuntary spasmodic response?"
She said, "Something like that."
I said, "Well, I'm certainly not going  
To pass that up!"
We headed down the hall  
Towards the bedroom  
Taking off various articles  
Of clothing, dropping them  
On the floor behind us as we went.