There is something
All encompassing
The air, wind and waves
At times, you can smell
The rain before
It downpours
The wind whips around
As a warning
A thunderstorm approaches
On a secluded beach
Laying on a tattered blanket
We watch the storm
The tide comes in
Waves pounding
Against the shore
You start to shiver
I hold you close
To my soul
In return, you anxiously
Kiss me
As the thunder rolls
We lie side by side
Our eyes exploring
While our hands deliver
We kiss as it flash thunders
All our passion drains
A stillness evolves

your words washed over me,
ReplyDeleteand i was left...
wondering.
This poem is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteLovely visual image.
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