Love and thunder...a new mix
ABOUT THIS POEM:
Just recently on a Sunday morning, I was woke up
by the sound of thunder and rain. I could not go
back to sleep and I lay there thinking about a past
love and what happened between us one stormy
Sunday morning. Inspiration then took over and I
then HAD TO get up and write this poem.
Sleeping in late on a Sunday morning
Awakened by a crashing sound outside, for now it's storming
And the rain hard coming down
Sounds like tiny drums hitting the ground
"Good Morning honey, how was your sleep?"
"I slept so good, for it was dreams of you I did keep"
A quick trip to the restroom, then back to rest
To snuggle more with the one I love best
Holding each other close while listening to the storm
When other feelings of love are born
For suddenly your hands have become more active
I do not resist and into your will I give
The taste of your skin, the feel of your lips
Makes the beats of my heart start to skip
And as love turns to pure desire
The rain and the thunder adds to this special fire
Now two bodies move as one in time
Making love on a day without the sunshine
The sounds of passion mixed with the rain
Turns the fire into a roaring flame
As ecstasy's highest point is reached
Thunder let's us know that it too, has peaked
Strength is made weak after an experience so fine
We now enjoy love's afterglow so fine
Still the storm rages on above
We drift back to sleep, content in love
Ed Hendricks,
Kansas City, Missouri,
© E.E.E. 2008
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