Making Love to You

Sweet juice of the orange
Warm upon my tongue
Rain-soaked to the bone
Lost in perfect love

Memories still flowing
Kissed by summer's dew
Enmeshed in a moment
Forever lost in you

Planted in the ground
Nourished by your blood
The bulb finds its root
Waters' pleasing flood

Returning to the moment
Surrender all to me
Making love is all there is
Sacred ecstasy