Mittur Ramprasad


Making Love


MAKING LOVE

Act of making love
Has spontaneous rhythm
Without teaching how

Making love revolves
Around fervor and desire
As emotions evolves

Making love ensues
After preface of yearning
As desire pursues

Making love can be
Casual without closeness
Like flower and bee

Making love is seen
As opening doors of soul
In a private scene

Making love brings bliss
In a world of ecstasy
In every tender kiss

Making love is grand
Never gets tiresome at all
Like the shine on sand

Making love devours
Every bit of energy
And needs Endeavour

Making love builds bridge
On vigor of carnal needs
By crossing the edge

Submitted: Friday, June 26, 2009

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