mystery poem guess what its about)

As I lie on my bed,
I see you alone,
In the corner,
Standing as still as stone,

So beautifully made,
From head to bottom,
Your body so smooth,
Along with your curves,

So quiet when I'm away,
But when near,
The sweet sounds we make,
There is no mistake,

You and I are a match,
And a great one at that.