Feel Like Makin' Love

You’re keeping the sweetest songs on my brain…
Luther…Anita Baker...quiet storm.
Baby, come to me, shield me from the rain…
How I ache for your arms to keep me warm.
With one touch you paralyze, I confess.
Your love is king, babe. I cherish the day.
You bring me joy with the softest caress…
I quiver, I tingle, I melt away…
The glow of love returned me to your shore.
This must be heaven. Each moment told me.
As you turn off the lights and close the door
You’re at your best love. Please, won’t you hold me?
Just play me Roberta, pour wine for two,
‘Cause I feel like makin’ sweet love to you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My tribute to the joy that is Quiet Storm.

View rudypoetrycollections's Full Portfolio
S74rw4rd's picture

Seeing the title at random, I

Seeing the title at random, I did not think I would like this poem, but after the second or third line, it really became a beautiful reading experience.

 


Starward

RudyPoetryCollections's picture

Thank you! 

Thank you!