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when we make love
on satin white,
the night caressed
while bathed in light
from candles lit
with liquid glow,
your face above
and mine below,
our legs entwined,
enwrapped with Love,
we fit together
hand in glove,
while skin of silk
in touch of dew --
it's heaven
making love
to you.

when we make love
in circles held
by arms which wrap,
our passion quelled
with all the all
which we fulfill,
in ev'ning shade
while moons are still
'round planets
which reside in sky,
there's nothing else,
just you and i,
the world erased
by yearning true --
it's heaven
making love
to you.

when we make love,
with whispers sighed
while yielding to
a magic ride,
your face, a king,
like royalty,
and i in awe
of majesty,
while lust abounds
and i am crowned
your princess blessed
by treasure found,
and soon, the moon
explodes in view --
it's heaven
making love
to you.

when we make love,
your eyes entice,
a stairway rise
to paradise
on satin sheets
of white so sleek,
my tears, the rain
upon your cheek,
the darkness filled
by flickered light
eternity becomes the night,
forever in the moments one,
a union formed
by moon and sun,
while time is stopped
by Love's renew --
it's heaven
making love
to you.

sounds like fun, can i join in?

-Noah

Finely put and remarkablely scribed.

Thanks, Doreen, for this earlier poem, but excellent love poem, in my opinion.
The internal sounds compliment the end line flow of words...

I like this a lot. I think it is one of the best poems that you have written.