in the eye of me with no storm cellar to duck and cover

i
with the detonation of arousal
hitting inside my brain
you trigger the smoldering heat
that scrambles my wavelengths
and sparks flames

fire simmers
stoke it

ii
lose the shoes
strip and sit back

a drink is poured
the candle burns and
so do I
for you

eat the finger food on the tray
baby, sustenance aids stamina

I'll crank up the jacuzzi jets
add the bath oils and
climb inside the bubbles

meet me in the garden tub
so I can wash every inch of you
as suds caress naked flesh

my fingertips massage
kneading the knotted muscles
of that stimulated body and
driving arousal to peaks

slip with me and slide with me
skin to skin in a nude dance
to a stereo symphony of heartbeats
as bodies air dry

iii
step into the candlelight
as it glitters a map I trail
with the tip of my tongue

hot
wet
slippery stimulation
inch by inch

thread fingers in my curls
guide me to spots I miss as
purple-painted fingernails
claw sweaty flesh
raking arousal down
man globes

try to stand on shaking legs as I
hit you with lips tongue
teeth palms
fingers nails and mouth
in a hurricane of stimulus

you may not walk after
but you shall call me the tropical
storm Deborahlee
written with a capital D