To Make Love Without Love...

As you lay at night In all your cozy covers I hope you think of me And not of others I want to climb in there and feel your skin and maybe if I'm lucky we may get to sin but is it sinning if we just don't care with passions satisfied and bodies bear and hands wrapped around waist and heart the ending is the aim from the start is love the only way to this deed or is that the word made to mislead the hearts of those that don't know they lied but in the end you hope to be satisfied who knows the broken heart that lies there after and stares through the ceiling and into the rafter with the words I love you exchanged before as the clothes on our back were thrown to the floor