A Lustful Storm

He enters, she feels the tension, the heat, Knowing eventually thier bodies must meet. Both hearts start pumping, Desire builds you can almost hear it thumping.. Both know that soon there will be no more waiting, Closer comes the explosion from mating. Her hands, her body tingles as he moves near, the thunder rolls and the lightening bolts appear, His body hard, rigid, blood running  hot An intense storm growing in this very spot, Her eyes gathering lustful clouds, her body giving off sparks With hearts racing, thier bodies melting, heat keeps building til finally electicity arcs. The explosion is swift almost bitter sweet, Toes curling on both thier feet, A kaleidoscope of color so immense. Burden and stress no longer intense Laying spent with chests heaving Niether one looking forward to leaving Comprehending only what thier bodies are feeling While passion and lust covers what they dont want revealing