A Most Beautiful Storm

A Most Beautiful Storm A stormy night, It entrances me. The thunder rolls through me, To the very center of my being. The electricity of the lightening, Dances along my skin. Giving me delicious chills. The rains pour down my body, Like a lover's fevered kisses. Tonight of all nights, I need to feed the storm that has awakened inside me. I need to touch, taste, and feel my lover all night. The storm outside & the storm within, rages and demands. It will not be denied. There is no rest as long as the storm goes on. Needing and feeding my desire, My body hungers for more, Enough is not enough. Twisted sweat soaked sheets, Moans that become screams of unbridled ecstasy, Calling out to the heavens, As the thunder crashes, Lightening flashes, The pinnacle of the storm reached, Fury, frenzy, gasping, and clawing. Till finally, the storm passes, Leaving behind it's marks. Flowers glistening with raindrops, As the sun begins to peek from behind the clouds. It shines down on 2 lovers curled in one another's arms. Peaceful almost smiling, As their dreams replay the night of seduction, And a most beautiful storm.