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Unwonted......

…...the way he stirs my body

like the storm clouds moving through the sky
the thunder and lightning he brings
stirs my soul, his strong winds rustle open my thighs
and lifts a quiet storm within

until my voice is pitched
like a banshee's screams

pleasures forbidden
he loosens me from every human connection
every mortal desire
and spins me around
wave after wave
my lust in consummate ecstasy

I am devoured
   by his hunger
   waning him alone

I can't shake this
subjectivity.....this longing
to be owned by him

each and every crack of thunder
every flash of lightning
his brazen sexuality
the brilliance of his cocksmanship,
disturbing every synapse in side me
his sensuality
tearing up every rational thought

and
   raining
   carnal bliss
   all around me

I lose control

at his very touch.....the way that he stirs my body,
oh my God!