I was daydreaming about songs
Just where do they come from?
Experiencing what we’d had together
the sadness, desires, our joy, and our love.
Songs that we hear in nature,
The wind softly blowing in the trees
The birds as they coo and chirp
Brook babbling as it flows o’er the stones,
carefree children, wild at their play.
Songs of two bodies as they make love,
moist echo of two deeply in love.
Breathing coming fast and hot
Heavy with slaps, a giggle
Moaning softly “yes, there!”
“Don’t stop …keep going, my love!
“Oh yes,” quiet sighs of delight.
A song that two lovers can hear,
as they rest in each other’s arm and become one.
Sing to me, please, my lover
Together we’ll make music with our love.
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