Love and thunder...a new mix

       ABOUT THIS POEM:

 Just recently on a Sunday morning, I was woke up

by the sound of thunder and rain. I could not go

back to sleep and I lay there thinking about a past

love and what happened between us one stormy

Sunday morning. Inspiration then took over and I

then HAD TO get up and write this poem.

Sleeping in late on a Sunday morning

Awakened by a crashing sound outside, for now it's storming

And the rain hard coming down

Sounds like tiny drums hitting the ground

"Good Morning honey, how was your sleep?"

"I slept so good, for it was dreams of you I did keep"

A quick trip to the restroom, then back to rest

To snuggle more with the one I love best

Holding each other close while listening to the storm

When other feelings of love are born

For suddenly your hands have become more active

I do not resist and into your will I give

The taste of your skin, the feel of your lips

Makes the beats of my heart start to skip

And as love turns to pure desire

The rain and the thunder adds to this special fire

Now two bodies move as one in time

Making love on a day without the sunshine

The sounds of passion mixed with the rain

Turns the fire into a roaring flame

As ecstasy's highest point is reached

Thunder let's us know that it too, has peaked

Strength is made weak after an experience so fine

We now enjoy love's afterglow so fine

Still the storm rages on above

We drift back to sleep, content in love

                          Ed Hendricks, 

                          Kansas City, Missouri,

                          © E.E.E. 2008

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