The speaker argues that physical love is natural, even holy, and shouldn't be hidden away in shame. The poem opens with a line attributed to Gracia Lorca, that seeing a lover naked recalls the earth, and then builds on it: there's no sin in being naked in bed, in the kitchen, or in the prayer room. Putting those places side by side blurs the line between everyday life and worship.
The tone is warm, honest and unhurried. The speaker admits that bodies don't glow all the time and that passion doesn't always overflow. But when there is time, he suggests, lovers should deliberately wake up the senses, touching, listening, tasting, and letting desire peel away layer after layer. The comparison to seasons suggests that desire keeps renewing itself, always thirsty and always fresh. The closing image, the body as "a temple and a prayer," pulls everything together: love-making here is a form of devotion, calm and grateful rather than shameful.