Making Love.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

dressed
how do you expect that
we can make love
in this fashion?

undress then
let me feel the bareness of your feet
let my tongue clean
what dirty feeling you have
for me

let there only be skins
between us
let our lips be one
in this kiss
our hearts beating like drums
on a wedding
festivity

let us close our eyes like doors
opening to another
world beyond us

now we shall have no names for each other
no expectations
plain sharing
nothing more
nothing less...