Making love...
getting jiggy wit it.. lol
freaky under the sheets.
kinky in the moonlit night.
Its what everyone craves..
For loving arms to be wrapped around a lover..
with a warm embrace.
Kisses in the air.. showing just how much the lover cares..
love, links you heart to heart..
a pinky promise that will last forever.
Isnt it a delight?
a treat you can come home to, like a big surprise?
but when love isnt in the equation...
what is sex? just an action?
of the pleasure of anothers body?
to fill the void that we hide everyday?
I believe.. Sex.. is private..
Love is needed..
whats holding someone you barely know?
or waking up with a hungover..
thinkin.. does this person have a STD?
but when love is added..
waking up to a beautiful love..
is more then... well, for one.. Its more then what I can ask for..
Whats just doing it...
when you can have the whole package deal with it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem