Fireplace roaring
Wine flowing like water
Lips caress then hug
Fingertips touching
Sensations swelling
All coming to a head
I'll supply the Thunder
You'll supply the Rain
We'll meet undercover
Where we will combine the two together
Lighting strikes.. as bodies collide
Our private Thunderstorm wails and rage onward
In the darkness
Between the sheets
Nothing like making love during a thunder storm .
Then, even if it falls a little short, you can
still say:
"Honey I felt thunder when we made love!"
"Baby, you made lightning!"
We men are lucky; ain't no bad love, baby!
Joe
Bear Hugs!
PolarB ;)