my mind is on a poetry spree right at the moment... making love with your soul, You soul making love with you. Music is blaring throughout the background, Sending beautiful energy all around. The sound of the soft guitar playing, leaving my mind softly swaying. Innscence are filling up the air, My insides are warm and bare. Making love with your soul, Your soul making love with you ........................ can't end this... not sure how to end this.... I'll figure out an ending... then again I'm just rambling