Poem 051  When you make love to me

28 Aug 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.

Poem 051 When you make love to me


When you make love to me, it’s something so divine
a touch inside, I’ve known silently.  I feel but can’t define

and in that silence, I am more than answered

You’ve painted me, a melody, a meadow of delight
the way the wind moves through the fields
an sings, a song of life

where my heart longs for the refrain

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