Enjambment

(villanelle)
formule poésie érotique 16/30  

As rain that raves the storm's empty
Streets. I would once awake with you
Against me. Perfumed revelry

Which night has left with us. The spree,
Of body’s flail, that brings. The dew,
As rain that raves, the storms’ empty

Pursuit of dawn.  The work, the scree
Proves true.  How the hard dancing strew
Against me. Perfumed revelry

At fingers swim. A pressing glee
Began with you.  I then pursue,
As rain that raves, the storm’s empty

Full gush. You buck, the rush decrees
With cry’s construe. Your clutch renew
Against me. Perfumed revelry

Brings me in you. My hard esprit
Gives way, too. Night expressions blew
As rain that raves. The storms empty
Against me. Perfumed revelry