| Our Storm
Coolness… Heat… Shivers scrambling Electricity screams in my veins! Mystifying! Power swells, coursing through my soul Like the angry waves crashing before me. Winds scrape my skin Tiny tendrils… Fingers down my spine Your body chilled from the storm Yet heat burns inside! Crashing ourselves flesh to flesh Moisture slaps my face Begins to glisten on my fingertips… The storm opens upon us As do you to me! Dancing in time With her weathered throes We too are entwined in her rhythmic melody Time has come! Bursting forth together Sending out her last angry cries Our voices harmonious Screaming… Crying… Laughing… We are one! Calm has come, as have we. Willow 2002 |
| Oh How I Yearn
Oh how I yearn! Butterflies!! Tingling Swirling Tickling!! Oh, to be inside you! Your sweet musk enveloping me Staining my sense Can you fulfill this desire? Your skin Silky, sensual Pressed to mine! Oh how I yearn! Will you offer me this? Tangled for hours Your thorny kiss! Willow 2002 |
| Raging and mystical
Alluring yet serene Your stormy seas glance my way… Charming and seductive Grasping for more, I yearn… Yet they are so, so hidden within… What lies beneath? Deep, deep within those icy depths? Constant, yet so fragile. Willow 2002 |
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