Naked fury.

The impulsive abandoned

rush of excitement as anger

roars through the skies around,

as nature crashes,

and our bodies entwine in naked fury.

Wave upon wave of pleasure

releasing from the core of my

being, need spilling into

my fingers, stroking, feeling.

Thirst building from within

as fingers explore my inner

pleasure.

In your eyes I see flames

of passion roaring to the

surface, yours, mine, ours.

Soaring heat burning in the essence

as it slips between my lips,

as I peak, convulsing, releasing,

as you hit the back of my throat,

as it creeps through my soul,

as I swallow it down,

as I spill across your fingers.

The essence of our souls

dancing in blind fury

among the crashing waves of natures force.
Karen Hayward ©2016

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