Hurricane
Hurricane
Sometimes when we touch at night
and we are looking deeply into each
others eyes I can feel the heat begin to
rise from somewhere deep down
inside of me and I can hear my soul
begin to speak as he whispers to your s
oul oh baby so you know you make my life
complete each and every time we make
love, your beauty sometimes will blind
me while your beating heart is so very caring
and kind when you hold me in your arms
I never want to let you go, then our lips come
together with the sound of loud roaring
thunder tears of joy start to fall like a
winter storm of rain then the wind begins to
blow from all of our body friction causing bright
white flashes everywhere that looks a lot like
lightning, then you scream Oh my God we
are in hurricane causing walls to crack and fall
as the roof is ripped away the whole house is
now shaking with sounds of glass breaking
every time you and I come together we cause
chaos to be set free, our passion is like no other's
and forever it shall always be I am yours and
you are mine until the ends of time so come
on baby let's rip the house apart again.
Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.
A #Poets Journey
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