The two sides of loving
by cricketjeff on February 2, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Softly and tenderly I kiss your lips
My hand finds your nipple and gently grips
The other hand slips right down to your hips
An evening with you is for making sweet love
Pull me toward you and whisper my name
Your hand on my breast just started a game
An evening with you is for making sweet love
My hands on your body start doing the same
Sink to the bed and we kiss and we touch
Sweet little nothings that say quite so much
Hands now behind me find something to clutch
I’m lying with you and making sweet love
Holding me closely and treating me right
With promise of passion that lasts all night
I’m lying with you and making sweet love
Your hands and your arms, now holding me tight
Things turn about and you’re soon on the top
Excitement is mounting I beg you don’t stop
All the World’s lovers you’re Queen of the crop
I’m on the bed and you’re making sweet love
Taking control and I pick up the pace
Looking straight down at the smile on your face
You’re on the bed and we’re making sweet love
Ev’rything’s fine all in the right place
Fitting much closer than hand in a glove
A man and his wife are making sweet love
Looking at you as I play up above
A wife and her man are making sweet love
Author notes
Interlocking sonnets, one triplet (aaaB cccB dddB b , and one Rubaiyat (aaBa
ccBc ddBd b . The B lines shared or closely related in each sonnet.
English