Tornadic Affair

In the sands of time, I reminisce that forbidden wine
torridly fine, the tornadic disruptions that comes to mind,
fragrance that lingers forever, my heart still gently meanders,
silent smiles I’d remember, freeing this soul to love, it surrenders!

I’d admit there’s so much pain, really nothing to gain,
with all the distractions, the pleasures were of tropical rain,
so easy for this heart to wander off, drenched in the wetness,
this attraction so vicious, an affair that’s simply dangerous!

to whom could I speak, opening up, to whom would I share,
moments of madness, justifications that I’ve come to lay bare,
my restless mind, belligerently tangential, the soul seeks the essential,
my body yearns for what’s physically biological, nevertheless consequential!

memories that lingers, thunderously returning a lot stronger,
the fire within, can’t wait to be fuelled by desires any longer,
for the pleasures of love that keeps me alive, passion is no stranger,
for I am a creature of touch, I long for the sensual language of my lover!

the universe as I know it, has it magical ways,
It disrupts, it corrupts, yet it makes me to be in touch,
my heart and my soul happily eager to vanish into the haze,
fireworks that awakened, the enchantment that I miss very much,

memories buried deep, yet I long for the warmth inside,
like a new feeling, having that body was erotically a new thing,
I want to ride, I want to slide, I want that sensation with all my pride,
the dust of love making, erotic chemistry that transcends everything!

the richness of deep passionate nights,
proceeded by the romantic sunset at twilight,
intoxicated souls bounded momentarily together,
sips of the forbidden, why would that really matter?

caressing each other under the moonlight,
catching the flames throwing the bodies wildly, tight,
the sensations of our throbbing hearts and rhythmic hips,
calm seaside breeze turning into a storm with our sealed lips,

inhibited, unabated, the night of lust ravenously blossoms,
the smoothness and tenderness that I long for again and again!
whirlwind of madness and romance in a mix, lustfully awesome,
for I am the injured creature, as I run my fingers through my wavy mane!