It was in the early morning of need... <br />Where seduction came face to face... <br />Left behind in the early evening of first desire- <br />Upon the wings of sweet love... it raced; <br /> <br />No minutes were lost in awkward foreplay... <br />Only lust and its most trusty friend- <br />A teacher in the art of Tantric Love Making... <br />With patience and a love story- thus penned; <br /> <br />Tenderness and kindness were all needed... <br />Crossing the barriers of sky... <br />As two trees blown into one another... <br />As if Heaven had descended the sky; <br /> <br />The wind knew of this climax... <br />As the mountains flashed a knowing smile- <br />The flowers bloomed full for the occasion... <br />Bedded deeply-a love to last for a while; <br /> <br />And with the setting of the sun... <br />Perhaps a twilight or dusky retrieve... <br />Where sweat is as foreign as gooseflesh... <br />Where relief comes with Summertimes Eve; <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Dedicated to Lovers Everywhere <br />September 2,2010<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-making-of-love/
