When We Lay

"When We Lay."

The sweet sound of your breathing as we lay
face to face.
Your lips that drip nectar as we kiss that I enjoy
endlessly with each and every taste.
When we lay more than our bodies touch but our
hearts are in sync as they beat as one.
More than your body I penetrate but your heart
as with each stroke the sweat from our bodies run.
When we lay we surrender all our emotions and our
bodies to one another in a Love that's so pure.
When we give ourselves it's unconditional and of each
other’s fidelity we have no doubts because we're sure.
When we lay beautiful thoughts enter our minds and
we imagine how this wonderful encounter will be.
In the realm of romance that we journey to we find
ourselves lost in the deepness of intimacy.
As we lay we share more than our fluids and the spirits
that possess us in a sweet and very beautiful way.
Because we when Make Love it's more than about the
flesh for it's spiritual as we lay.
We express with our bodies the Love we feel in our hearts
the admiration and the deep respect we have for each other.
We feed each other with passion, praise, and thanksgiving
that we are blessed to have one another.
When we lay we are one as it was meant for the Love
of our Father is inside as His spirit abides as well.
When we lay listening to the sweetest sounds of our Lovemaking
the sounds of our hearts our heavy breathing under Love's spell.
When we lay I'm in a place with you as if out of our bodies
where it's the closest thing to being in Heaven I feel.
Being inside of your heart as well as your body is true
intimacy and sensitivity so real.
When we no longer can move an inch but just lay there
in each other’s arms resting from a journey we've just taken.
The Love we have for one another is a thing of the Heavenlies
and the hunger we have for one another is never forsaken.
When we lay we bond mind, body, and soul for we submit
ourselves to one another in the most passionate way I know of.
When we lay we are the living examples of two becoming
one in what is the sweetness of Love.

Shalom,
shelly david wright, poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com