Making Love Poem by Frank Pulver

Frank Pulver

Frank Pulver

born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida)

Making Love



I love having close to me and feeling your body close to mine
It drives me crazy when your lips touch me softly,
I love that you want to take your time and give me all I desire.

All night long,
My thoughts of making love to you sets me on fire
Some might say that my thoughts of making love might sound like song

Especially when we lay with our bodies as one.
I am glad that our love for each other makes us want to embrace
Each other giving the love for each others souls

This is why I love to lay next to you face to face
Only if only youhow I feel when you lay so close to me
Especially in my arms, because this a place I want you to be.

By Frank Pulver
July 27,2013

By Frank Pulver

July 27,2013

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This poem is a newly wed couple that just married and they see that they think about each other.
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Frank Pulver

Frank Pulver

born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida)
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