Making Love with You
When we are making love:
it is like sand through an hour glass,
a feather drifting slowly to its unknown destination,
A fluffy white cloud floating, pushed by the wind,
a gentle breeze upon my skin,
the bright rays of the morning sun through mist on the pond,
A flower kissed by dew,
the warmth you send through me just by you touching me,
the sound of a rushing waterfall
flowing along and where it may end... unknown
Making love with you is more magical than
to slide down a rainbow,
to catch that falling star,
to have a real genie who can make all your wishes come true,
...and if I did ...
My only wish would be- to always be with you.
