My Lady Love
by Barbara Lynn Terry

Laying beside me she said into my ear
we are the two who belong my dear
to each other that we have sown
our love and to each other own
the soul that each of us possess
and to the other we caress
our love from the heart and soul
that we make each other complete and whole.

She caressed my breasts making me moan
giving me such electric pleasure sown
in the rapture of true love
our ecstacy flying like a white dove.
We brought each other to full joy
playing each other like a toy
and not caring that the world outisde spun
because we were having so much abandon fun
that I didn't care my lady fair
was in my head loving me in my bed.

My lady love is my true white dove
making me a complete woman
of raptured ecastacy and floating on air
in the bed we now share.

© 2009 by Barbara Lynn Terry