This Is How Love Happens Poem by Damien Smith

When we are alone
Fantasies come alive
I like the expression
On your face
When your eyes roll back
I take you to this place called ectasy
Only two people are there
And that's you and me
Making love until the feeling becomes discrete
No one has to know
The things we do
Keep it between me and you
This is not just about making love
But fantasies we are trying too reach
I think we have a destiny
And a future with just you and me
Not worried about any other girls
But the goals we strive to achieve