Making Love To Whom I Love

We lie in bed holding and thinking we could never love another..
Our love is deeper than a child loving his own mother.
He sweetly gives me kisses one after each other.
After he holds me until he moves a little futher.
As my brain is nothing but smothered by the thoughts of us being together.
He makes the cold weather warm, and my tears swarm away from my face.
As he puts his hand in place of mine.
And whispers in my ear "your body is a devine design".
Our bodies combine into one fine twine.
And uses the incline of his neck to lean into my lips to grind slowly into my hips.
Using his hand he grips my face, and looks into my eyes with his beautiful brown surprises.
As he advises that nothing feels better than having me mix with him.
Then i lick around his chest to show how much i love him.
And then everything just seems to glow.
With us making our love grow.
Everything will go , and "come" together.
This poem is something i would never keep from him.