I love lovemaking during storms
When lightning crackles and thunder rumbles
And gale winds squall against our eaves
As the two of us toss and roll and tumble
Fusing together in frolicking jumble
Filled with electric energy
Of towering frantic intensity
And seeking blessed ecstasy
Then we our frenzied dance perform
In synchrony as wild synergy
Of overwhelming immensity
Causes, cajoles us to transform
Into feral randy animals
A lusty minx and a bawdy bull
Romping and rutting insatiably
Fierce in our crazed reciprocity
Raucous and rowdy and wanton and free
Madly demanding relief and release
On furious quest for sensations surcease
We each the others body plumb
Engulfed within torrents of joy we succumb
And roiling rivers of tumult become
Until our craving banks brim full
And overflow and spill and flood
And all constraining bounds exceed
Then after our pent deluge has bloomed
With every wall within us breached
And our passion cascades and crashes and crumbles
Full ravished, enfolded, spent, pillaged, and plundered
And thoroughly each the other consumed
As the storm line passes and blows on
Its wind died down and its lightning gone
Then, lulled by the sound of the following rain
That patters our roof and rustles our panes
We spoon together, safe, snuggly, and warm
Then, satisfied, sated, drained, and reborn
Quenched of thirsts and shorn of hungers
We streak together on wings of slumber
Into sweet respite until the morn
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