Pervasive thoughts,
Words halting to my every urge,
Craving your lips pressed against mine,
With your hand placed on my hips
As I spring on my toes for your comfort,
Eyes closed,emotions running down my spine,
As your soul and mine intwined in perfect lustfulness,
The touch of your  hands illuminate
Dragonflies in my stomach
As your fingers run down my thighs,
Like a canvas on my naked skin,
Inhaling deep,
so I can hold more of you in,
Dark clouds
Then it begins to rain,
Every stroke is filled with passion and wants,
So slippery like a snail's slime,
Loud moaning -
Like the rumblings of thunder
I want to make your body blush,
In places others can't see.