Storm of love Lightning cracked and thunder boomed. The dark was split and shaken. I was certain I was doomed, That my life would soon be taken. When a woman rode naked into my dream, On a stallion deeper black than night, Her body smooth as new drawn cream, Eyes sensuous and bright. From her mount’s unsaddled back she slid, Standing shameless in full view. No part of her female beauty hid, Long hair shining in blue-black hue. She walked toward me through the mist, Her body gracefully flowing. Wet lips yearning to be kissed, My hunger for her growing. Reaching out, she touched my face, And the storm no longer frightened. I was pulled into her embrace. My arms around her tightened. Her breasts with points erect Pressed hard against my chest. I felt our bodies and souls connect, All organs of love caressed. Her long fingers clawed my spine As she moaned into my ear. Our uniting near divine Our coupling blessed and dear. I licked the honeyed moisture from her. Dew from heaven to nourish love. I sensed a trembling overcome her, From the ardor we were creators of. At last we separated, Drained, but more complete. Our primal thirsts were sated. The afterglow full sweet. Then she led me to her steed, And took me up behind her. She is the woman that I need, But it took a storm to find her
Posted on: Sat, 19 Jul 2014 20:27:39 +0000
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