I wish you could sense
Love making can be pure and innocent
Like a drop of dew on a petal of rose
Both embracing each other
Both enjoying life juices of each other
Both taking in aroma of each other
Both being purely what they are
I wish you could sense
Love is touch
How else do you emit
This feeling of love?
How else do I
Than touching you
I wish you could sense
How painful it is
To just nurture love inside you
Without letting it radiate out
Every drop of love inside me
Is dying to consume on you
It feels like nausea
I think I will end up
Bleeding love for you
Lovely poem penned so well in a simple and beautiful language.