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You Make It
You make it easy,
To love.
You make it
Easy.
To love you.
You make it so easy
To make love to
Is what the line was
Before he calculated
And thought and thought it better
To say what he said
As he slipped into the bed
I was keeping warm
My passion for him simmering
All day and night.
His kiss into me
Convincing, hovering above,
And I drew in the praise, I
Craved, as sharply as I craved
Him.
I love making love with you.
It’s what we do, together,
With,
Not to, not for,
But with, shared and easy,
The give, and the take, not measured out of, this heat,
But in its own, on its own-liness.
For what it’s worth,
You make it easy,
To love, you.
I like your use of the term,
I like your use of the term, ownliness.
Starward
Thanks
Tried to figure how to write it out. My dilemma now is to change its intent to not trusting what he said by adding an obvious line or is it clear I'm not convinced by his lines. Or leave it as a love poem.
That is one of the dilemmas
That is one of the dilemmas of being a poet. Something we have all struggled with, more than once . . . .
Starward
So it is
I'll just have to write another poem about it shucks. Lol thanks for the read.