I Love Loving You

I love loving you.
That is precisely what I do.

I feed off your sweet beauty fine
with the action of love divine.

With my eyes, I trace your fingers and toes
The shell of your ear and the line of your nose.

I see what I love in your elbows and knees
In your wrists and your ankles that flex as you please.

Your sweet smiling face and your sweet sparkling eyes
Blooms like a flower neath warm summer skies.

Your hair blooms soft red from its flowery bed
From rivers of love, its blossom is fed.

Your skin is a dream of soft liquid cream
Over fat bone and muscle in harmonious scheme.

In your sweet light sun dress, the cleave of your breasts
Shows -- overflows -- over neck line caress.

As you sit on the stairs in the fresh summer air
With forearms on knees bent in subtle degrees

you lean forward and see all the love that is free
That you flow to the world in the way that you see.

She sits in the entry of her homey estate
Behind dangle flowers on a wrought iron gate.

Soon, since it's three, we'll go in and have tea
With muffins and jam while the birds sing for free.

I'll look into her eyes and inside softly sigh
While I see her with love that I cannot disguise.

And I'll know by degree that she loves loving me
as I love loving her so together we'll be.