Light illuminated skies, clear crisp crackles of
plasma splitting atoms. My hand slipping into
yours. Fingers fumbling. Storms raging, rain
falling. My heart beating, a rapid
symphony of fear, of love, of fear, of love.
Silence. Your strong arms holding me near.
The infinite calm of your voice and the abandoned
trail of lust in your darkened eyes. A moments pause.
Chemistry in motion beneath dark skies with
stars hidden. . .
. . .behind storm clouds I can see
your silhouette because of those clear,
There’s not a cloud too stormy to keep
me from reaching for you. Your rain soaked dress
as it clings to your stars and galaxies . . .I pilot vessel through your
As it clings it provides me with enough mental stimulation
to write sonnet after sonnet.
Sonnets of lust
My spirit sings at a star filled shore
and by your side I know, darkened
skies are no more.
Words & image(c) 5-2017
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