in the dark a tempest rages as we make love upon our bed
our bodies colliding like the tide relentless into the shore
closer but never close enough, always left hungry for more
lightning flashes, thunder rolls, skin is dripping with desire
wind is howling, rain driving down but cant put out our passions fire
moon is hidden behind the clouds, sparks ignite into a flame
our bodies tense in raptures wake, as our lust we try to tame
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