Your Love
by Helena Downing
As your rubben up and down my body,
I start to realize that I love nobody but you.
Then I think you love me too.
As your kissing from my stomach to my lips,
you hold me by my hips.
As you trace my facial features,
I start to think about our futures.
I think about the joy you bring
and the love we would be making.
As we are lying in this bed,
thoughts come to my head.
When we are apart,
little tiny pieces fall from my heart.
As I wanted this night to last forever,
I'm not going to stop loving you,
ever.
Poetry
Gay Love ADVICE
