Love Poem - Emiliana Torrini

[05:57.0]When we make love
[05:57.0]I feel I am on the highest mountain
[05:57.0]And the hundreds of gods in the golden valley below,
[05:57.0]reach up to us.
[05:57.0]We are the sun
[05:57.0]When we make love
[05:57.0]There is no bed, no floorboards
[05:57.0]No peeling walls no ceiling
[05:57.0]Floating over shrines that rise among the flowers
[05:57.0]The only walls your legs and arms entwined,
[05:57.0]So warm and strong, with mine
[05:57.0]When we make love x2
[05:57.0]When we make love
[05:57.0]Misplaced words align an turn into a poem
[05:57.0]Sorrows turn to blossoms
[05:57.0]We are ancient and just born
[05:57.0]Time happens all at once
[05:57.0]When we make love
[05:57.0]I remember summers smoking cigarettes
[05:57.0]Blowing smoke bubbles in a swimming pool
[05:57.0]Bikinis and rainbows under sprinklers
[05:57.0]When we make love
[05:57.0]Summer rains on hot streets
[05:57.0]Suncream on warm skin
[05:57.0]Lemonade and night swims, wearing nothing
[05:57.0]When we make love