rooftop in the rain

We made love on the roof top
the roof top in the rain
we made love in the basement
both felt 'bout the same,
lovely weekend sex
somewhere, not a bed
I love the way you rattle
my body and my head,

You're a girl who knows
what you want, and when
you're a girl who likes
outcomes: win-win,
you're a girl who sometimes
wears no underwear
I love your female scent
the perfume in your hair,

I love the way you make me
cry out with delight
I love the way you tell me
you'll keep me up all night,
with your wants and wishes
your loves and desires
dancing painted natives
around primordial fires,

Life is made for living
love and lust, laughter
knowing what we want
and then going after
it with focused passion
eye on the mark
the rooftop or the basement
or, perhaps, the city park ...