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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required She storms into the room there is fire in her eyes and thunder in her step rage rumbling reckless She's livid a live wire of fire charged She's on the move To punish Is it a rumor or reality? He has explaining to do... She rushes at him Pounding on his chest words pent up all day rush out in deluge drenching him he tries to pin her hands down to make her understand to undo this "misunderstand" but she pushes him her pride scorching him her eyes sparking passion raging ~~~R*A*G*I*N*G~~~ He pushes her against the wall pins her hands above her head "Listen to me! You got it all wrong!!!" she pushes against him breasts heaving legs kicking and he's inflamed her passion burns him combusts in his mind and he crushes her with his body she bites his lips as they close over hers he loses his grip her fingernails dig into his bare chest trails of red Growling in pain He forces her.... kicking and screaming... down to the floor Pins her again "Listen! WOMAN!" She looks up into his face breathless and he goes for her mouth again Taking her lips into his mouth sucking fiercely his tongue tames fierce...his need to possess to claim She fights to free her hands and they are on his neck Pulling him in...in Her lips respond in like his hand finds her hair leverage...a grasp he pulls to expose her neck And he attacks kisses...bites...His revenge His innocence turned to intensity's indignation she sighs...she moans... the sounds goading him on As he loses himself in her cleavage licking up her perfume His favorite scent... sensuous sexy sweet the storm is fever pitch in a flash of lightning speed He lies her bare and thunders in the thighs she opens for him...wide eyes closed she bites her lower lip to muffle her cries as he rides....rides His victory ride of righteous pride and she's left breathless...spent in a storm of tears released...repentant of her insane jealousy the storm passes over and in the stillness he speaks... his voice shattered...weak in her presence now calm meek "Your anger is beautiful your rage my relish... but now...come," His voice a whisper as he pulls her in to him "Come into my arms and know the truth.... You're my one and only My Passion STORM Is YOU....YOU Serenity...is overrated."
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