Making love is an art, true love is expressed
theres a deeper meaning to it, not just sex
while your making love, your mate treats you with care
slowly caresses your body, removing underwear
your bodies shown to each other, privacy exposed
dont have to rush, you can do it slow
He uses his tounge to every inch of your body
feelings running wild, making your head cloudy
your nipples hard, your P*SSY wet
together ya made fire, being lit out from ya sweat
You slowly open up, as your man pushes in
the art of making love, this is not a sin
your moaning so loud, cause you feel it in your back
the expressions on your face, when ya privacys clashed
tonight your not bending over, not getting to your knees
cause this is exactly, how true love feels
let it out, you dont have to bite your lip
He wanna hear the sound, his dick make you pitch
you don't have to be shy, because ya have trust
because ya true to each other, its not just lets f*ck
together ya made beauty, a gift from God above
together ya had the experience of making love