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The thunder roars
The lightning flashed the wind is strong 
And raindrops dance on rusting sheets 
Of galvanize

She clung to me, trembling and cold as the
Thunder roared with anger and the lightening
Struck, its violent brightness illuminating the
Old barn, illustrating the glittering wetness 
Of her soft silky skin, she jumped and I held 
Her close

As the lighting struck again I saw her eyes
Telling me she felt protected and as the rain
Drops danced on rusting sheets of galvanize
And the winds try to sent this place to a 
Cruel demise I kissed the sparkling raindrops 
That rested on her beckoning eyes

As the favor of her breast rest against my 
Chest its protruding firmness sending waves 
Of fervor through the corridors of my being 
My hands explore the sculpture that is her
Body, touching her in every special place
She trembles speaks not a word but holds my 
Face with adoring grace

As we lay amidst the bales of hay, I taste the 
Liquid of her mouth now one with the lingering 
Drops of rain and I feel the pulse of her parted
Thighs the oneness of bodies now in rhythm 
With the night

And as the heavens opened and the thunder
Roared the winds blow against the old cedar door 
and in the soggy moons light 
Raindrops dance on rusting sheets of galvanize 
And lightning flashed as if taking snapshots of
Time as it stood
It is that moment she says that she knew of
Motherhood


Earl S. Jackson
Aug 2006



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