Ultimately, isn't it?

Yes, I'm aware that the term, “making love,”
Has a broad definition. It doesn't mean just
Filling sockets with digits in darkness, and
Thrusting. The things we've been doing this
Evening would count: limousine at your
Doorstep and dinner, and roses, the walk,
Holding hands, on the bank of the river, the
Kisses, and all of our conversation, the genuine
Joy we receive from each other. We've been
Making love, and I'm pleased that we have,
But, now, darling, let's take off our clothes.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-02-09 at 22:53

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