The Storm

Lets exchange body fluids tonight,
As a soaking rain pelts the skylight.
The lighting illuminating her breasts,
Like the hot sun revealing majestic mountains.
Her perfume is sex, invading all my senses,
Breathing ,tasting ,seeing it glistening off  soft young skin.
Her folds of passion , my rod of desire, waiting impatiently to meet.
Each kiss is like a sunburn, her peach like lips, sweet fruit on mine.  
My fingers dance across familiar curves as the play unfolds.
No words are spoke she talks with her eyes,
“ Make love to me , take me deep inside”
Slowly entering my whole body feels like I’m invading her,
my flesh in hers.
The thunder above seems to shake her body,
as the storm beats down on us.
Lets finish up so we can start again, her voice whispers with a grin.