Have you ever made love to love?
Have you ever allowed love
To fill that soft hollow cove
That leads to that hollow point
Where love first grows?
Have you ever made love to love?
Have you ever seen love grow
before your eyes,
In anticipation of sampling your love?
Have you ever made love to love?
Have you ever tasted the recipe of love?
Allowed love to caress
The soft palet of your tongue
And slide across the ridges of your mouth?
To allow loves taste to be an oral memory?
Have you ever made love to love?
To know love
and never experience love past a platonic level?
To have initiated past the point of no return
My love crossed a line
It made my love......More in love.
It was so filling, satisfying, and completing
But the love that made love to me
Was from my true love and firend.
I made love to love.