The Hurricane pt1

I watched your skin bump up,  
As my fingers traced the scars    
within your tattoos    
Reading your body    
Like braille    
In this dimly lit room  
Our bodies confused,    
As to why our hearts    
wait so long to join again.  
See, I remember who you are,  
and how you feel.  
And it's surreal  
That I am here    
inside your bedroom  
Watching you    
through the light that the moon  
Graces us with.  
You place your hand upon me check  
And kiss my neck,  
I feel your lips stick  
From your lipstick    
As you pull away and smile.  
I don't see your grin,  
But I know that it's there    
Waiting for me to give in  
I want too  
but I'm old enough    
To hold onto  
This timeless    
Euphoric  
Moment    
That takes the breath from my lungs  
And pours it    
All over the side of your ear.  
I feel you gasp,  
As i get near.  
My thighs over your under thighs  
Pushed backwards  
But my intentions not yet clear.  
Because the beast in me  
Out of mere  
Man,    
wishes    
To hurricane within these walls,  
Leaving only droplets  
And cave painted evidence  
Scratched off    
the cave painted  
From our sex,  
from your claws.  
But that be the beast,  
With him comes a romantic.  
A man whose consideration  
Sees your hands shaking  
And takes it  
So you you can grip it  
As you take it  
Slowly,  
But firmly,  
I don't refrain from    
pushing my soul all the way in  
You can feel every vein    
It's,    
The anticipation    
That keeps the oxygen  
From staying  
Within your wide open jaw.  
Slowly  
But firmly,  
Now it's me you read,  
Like braille from within your pale  
Legs trembling I set sail  
Into an ocean with currents    
Of high voltage    
That squeeze me tight  
The more I soar in  
I put it slow in,  
So you can feel every bit of me  
Just slide in  
Raw sin    
There it goes again,    
Her gasp.  
She looks at me  
Like not too fast,  
But faster.  
But like  
hold me down by my forearms  
You bastard  
Harder  
But slower  
Every time she moans  
I grow more,  
Gigantic  
I feel her pulsing  
I sink further    
It's titanic  
Digging her nails into my back  
Tattooing me  
Our hips clash  
And smash  
She shows her teeth  
Trying to breathe  
I hear our splash  
These sheets  
baptized through fire  
Her heart still willing  
But her body is tired  
Screaming,  
give me more!  
But flinching as I ride her  
But she doesn't flinch away  
She pushes back  
It hurts so good  
Just like that  
This be a roller coaster.  
The fastest    
The slowest    
The deepest  
Sweetest    
See this teasing  
Go into a hurricane    
Of poetry    
Lost words    
Turn into moans  
I think  
Baby wait,  
Baby hold up,  
Baby wait,  
Baby slow up,  
She opens her mouth wide    
It excites her  
Gripping me closer with her heels  
I try to control it  
But I can't fight it  
I can't fight her.  
My muscles spasm    
And she grabs me  
Moaning even loader  
Pushing me in deeper  
making sure she can feel it.  
Every rain drop from    
The hurricanes rock.  
She lays the romantics head    
upon her breasts,  
Still gripping him tight.  
Don't let it out  
Dream about,  
What's for breakfast in the morning.