An Impassioned  Forecast...........

     
("......an awakening to a third straight day of rain.      
....my heart speaks, 'please don't leave....'")    
     
"......Love me in a special way    
What more can I say    
Love me now......"    
     
     
I'm beginning to love our    
fifty shades of gray.    
Sable clouds choose not to leave    
so baby, won't you please stay...    
     
....right here    
   
bed covers strewn all around    
what does it matter    
gentle love sounds    
as the rain gently splatters    
     
against the window    
atop the roof......    
....truth    
nothing else matters,      
just being here with you......    
     
......so aroused yet      
content to simmer
in your embrace    

to feel your heat,
moist against my thighs    
and need nothing else      
but to see your face    

my fingers embracing    
the richness of your hair    
     
eyes staring deep into mine    
lips anxious to speak    
needing not this time....    
     
....for this moment alone says "I love you "    
     
There is nothing more      
     
sensual    
     
or      
     
erotic    
     
than......this    
     
     
   
     
     
Author's Note-(If your scope of the sensual, the erotic is limited to mechanics of the act, then you won't like this write at all-my disclaimer.  All things in their perfect place.  Thanks to adult radio this wet morning, "In A Special Way" by DeBarge and "Sometimes When We Touch" by Dan Hill spurred the moment as well as a special friend and her epiphany....sigh)  Enjoy