Best Passionrain Poems
Hiding into the darkness of the alley
The wetness of the rain
Soaked upon my skin
My nakedness shows through my cotton dress
My hair drips as the rain drops fall
My breasts are potent with influence
Your hand sweeps across to touch my raised nipple
A budding rose lays within your finger tips
A sudden urgency to kiss my red lips
A silence so aloud there is no crowd
A force as you tear away my cloth from my soul
I throw my head back as you pick me from the ground
My tense leg wrapped around you
A must as you take a gasp as you enter
A wildness of the rain a wildness of the act
Nothing to distract as the beating of the rain hits down
Moments of pleasure of once hidden treasure
My breath is forsaken of this making
A pace to hard to disguise
Lighting starts the thunder rides my blood
A love shown through ravishing within
Precious delight reach all magic pulses sing
My scream is cried out
As red lips are kissed at midnight ...
Sarah Hales
When the rain pours I think of sex
Under the duvet
Getting wet
Starting as a whisper
Say things to make me weak
Imagine your breath caressing my neck
From the erotic words you speak
Thunderous banging
Outside the storm begins
Inside my head imagination springs
Thoughts of hungry kisses
Hard and fast, passion ignites
Tongues like serpents find their way
Sliding over our bodies delights
Feelings of indulgence, lets rip
Skin upon skin, mmmm
Going deeper entering in
Ever tighter sensual grip
Pulling closer then pushing away
Harder and harder
The pleasure will pay
Moans of rapture, loves crescendo
Incredible to resist
Just let go
Intense desire
Juices flow
Taken to the point of no return
Yielded to the craving
Burning, ecstasy, carnal yearn
Gasping for air,
In the heady sensual scent
Collapse in lustful secretions
All energy's spent
The rain is slowing down
Reality or fantasy
My head under the eiderdown.
Cold, dark rain drops are falling on my back,
As I continue to fall on your front,
Receiving the benefits of the hunt,
Under a sky that is completely black.
On a bed of grass, we pile in a stack.
Caught in the moment, we perform this stunt,
Giving and getting an object so blunt.
Feeling the rhythm, we remain on track.
With satisfaction, I make my last call,
Relieving your back of the grass of blades.
Satisfied, we walk away from it all,
Leaving behind the love that we just laid.
On the ground, the rain continues to fall,
Washing away the love that we just made.
the music bounces
writhes
and forces its way
around our hands
inseperable by forces keeping us true
freinds are around
but we ignore them
though i can see their reflection in the rain spattered window
the rythm of the rain mixes with our song
it wraps its way down through the flames that cover the stairs
and into the minds
of the drunken musicians
the drummer beats the clouds
and thunder overwhelms us
everything shakes
rocking our worlds
to the beat of a classic song
a classic song crawling its way up charred wooden stairs
as though its hand had lost the rail
we wave
slowly back and forth
not unlike a cold winter beach
our eyes close
and we dissapear
into the beautifully vivid blackness
Clap!
As the thunder rolls.....
Let the rain fall down on this sleepless night,
As the lightening strikes.
Youre afraid of this beautiful sight,
When the thunder rolls.....
You cuddle close,
And hide your tears,
As the lightening strikes.
You come to me,
Wanting comfort,
But in the end,
We become complete.
As the thunder rolls......
Let the rain fall down on this sleepless night,
As the lightening strikes,
Oh, were complete,
Well sleep fine...
Tonight......