To Make Love To You

To Make Love To You


I want to make love
to you but not
in the way you'd think

I want to brush your soul
with my fingertips and slip in and out
of this world in your arms

I want to show you
the galaxy inside of my heart
and watch you discover each star

I want to press my lips
against your body and write the story
of our love in sloppy wet kisses

I want to deeply inhale
your wild sprit and get high
on all your hopes and dreams

I want to wander the maze
in your heart and hang my portrait
over the cracked drywall.

I want to feel you searching
my soul and shouting out
in joy at every piece you find

I want to strip you of your insecurities
until you can bask naked
in the warmth of my love

I want to paint our lives with vibrant filled
Memories of days filled with laughter
and the nights filled with passion

I want to have all of you
in every moment of every single day
for the rest of time

And if that isn't making love
then I don't want to know
what love is


By nutbuster