and streets blurry with rain.
whispers sing softly
as my clothing slips
to wet grass.
raindrops fall like little kisses
on bare skin
and an aroused heart.
rivulets of warmth
lick my skin.
your voice speaks hot sex
and
i
am
on
fire.
fingers slide across wetness
that has nothing to do with weather.
my core spasms
with expectation
as I tease lips
and sensitive bud.
moaning joins distant thunder
filling the air with need.
breasts laved by the rain god
are held tightly
in my hand
and my imagining.
two fingers slide inside
and fuck me deep
my grasping body begging for more.
your voice
encourages,
reassures,
fuels my heaving need.
two hands now
one the erect pleasure
the other a tongue,
licking.
flicking.
pulling.
sucking.
I call your name
and give my fecund offering.
knees meet turf
in ecstasy and adoration.
my heart beats my whole body.
hear me.
love me in this single moment
as the rain cleanses all sins
and the storm continues.
I am prostrate
in this elemental giving.
passion spent.
soul at peace.
