The Problem Of My Poem

I've always had this love of playing with words. To me poetry is like Sudoku only with words instead of numbers. A few years back a friend of mine, who happens to be a teacher, and I were having a conversation about poetry. He knew that I liked to write poetry and couldn't believe that I thought poetry was just manipulation of words. He challenged me to write a Shakspearean type poem, romantic and using words that were similar to what Shakespeare would have written... but not a sonnet (though I love writing sonnets too).
So I sat down and wrote the following two poems...

Come hither my love, in yon downy bower,
where silken skin shall prevail over furrowed brow,
and gentle touch shall awaken more than beating hearts.
Fear not and pluck the ripe and honeyed fruit,
and taste the pleasures of this golden time.

The other poem that I wrote went like this....

Hasten, sweet slumber, upon these adoring brows,
Yon gentle wake shall carry this restive two.
Respite shall be their hallowed destiny,
while faith, honour, and love
remain their trusted companions.

They weren't too bad all things considered.

I've always wanted to incorporate these two poems into the decor of Teapot's and my bedroom. The second poem... with "Hasten sweet slumber", should adorn the wall above our bed. That one seemed obvious. But it is the other poem that I'm not sure what to do with. Somehow it seems decadently sexual and I almost feel like I should have it tattooed on my belly..... (I can't believe I just wrote that!)
Anyway, I'm having a dilemma in trying to decide on what to do with that poem. I have a very decadent painting in my mind.... of a woman scantily clad.... with the poem embossed onto the painting.... however, somehow this seems a little too blatantly sexual too. Teapot is not saying much but I'm sure he wouldn't object to a scantily clad woman in a painting hanging in his bedroom.... (wince)! So I either have to get over it and just be decadent.... and come to grips with my discomfort or forget the whole thing.  Hmmm....

Oh what to do..... oh what a dilemma.... oh I hope the mother-in-law, doesn't read this.....!!!!