Song of Love

I was daydreaming about songs

Just where do they come from?

Experiencing what we’d had together

the sadness, desires, our joy, and our love.

Songs that we hear in nature

The wind softly blowing in the trees

The birds as they coo and chirp

Brook babbling as it flows o’er the stones,

carefree children, wild at their play.

Songs of two, bodies as they make love,

moist echo of two deeply in love.

Breathing coming fast and hot

Heavy with slaps, a giggle

Moaning softly “yes, there!”

“Don’t stops …keep going, my love!

“Oh yes” quiet sigh of delight.

A song that two lovers can hear,

as they rest in each other’s arm and become one.

Sing to me, please, my lover

Together we’ll make music with our love.