When is love making perfect
When you least expect it
When the setting sun hits the back of your neck
Very few clouds
Calm and serene
After eating enough to fulfill your appetite
You soon crave more
Someone close to you
Someone you can trust and hold
A sleeping bag
In the meadows
Out in the sunlight
In the field
Being eachother's company
Enjoying our desires
And thoughts
When would sex be perfect
Right this moment
Right here
