Making Love Poem by Dev Robinson

Your sweet scent makes me weak
It's your touch I am wishing to seek

Wanting us to be alone as we undress
Yearning for your bodily contact and caress

For me it is more than just SEX.....
It's a homecoming celebration
For it takes hard work and dedication

Getting me high up near the stars, to the galaxy
Floating in pure lust and ecstasy

Craving your undivided attention
Doing all type of things I won't mention

Doing things that adults do
When it's all over and through...

I calm myself from all the action that had taken place
Realizing I am satisfied as well as amazed