Ginger Snap

"A foray into the world of linguistic erotica..."

I want you most
when the she wolf howls
a savage song of lust and longing.

When thunder detonates my core
Fusillades and salvos
slam my weak defences.

I want you most
When wild and pelting rain
licks and stings my skin
trailing liquid tongues of ecstasy

When lightening bursts
in atmospheric tandem
with passion and release
to vanquish the need

I want you most
when the storm has passed
and the halcyon light of you
stills the tempest in my heart.