To Love

I feel you and you feel me.
We play in our nocturnal nest,
And escape our misery.
But I must admit what I like best,
Is the feel of the words "I love you".

We go slow at first,
Teasing and being teased,
We wait until we are ready burst,
And then our frustrations are eased.
We then go to a steady beat,
And I forget myself in your kisses heat,
But what I crave the most are the words "I love you".

And when our passion is spent,
And in each others arms we lie,
It our emotions I must vent,
In my enthusiastic sigh,
And when the night past us has blew,
There is only one thing I ask
For the words: "I love you"