Raindrops

With the touch of raindrops falling gently on my body, caressing every inch of me,
I shiver with excitement.
Arousing every being within my core. Blissfully I moan deeply.
Colored vessels joining in harmony.
Sensually we rise in an explicit affair of kisses and touches.
Never to be the same again, we climax in treacherous waters of delight.
Animal heat, passion swirls around like a storm of butterflies about to embrace our endeavors.
Rushing slowly in a mix of fortitude and ecstasy.
Around in a merry go round of love.
Streaming fiercely down the valley of pulsating quacks in the moment.
A veil of strings from atop, you pull, I yell inadvertently in an explosion of enchantment.
I miss the things we used to do, used to say. They would take me to a higher plane.
This whirlwind of emotions in a psychedelic groove of music.
Notes combining in an extravagant relation of melody.
Intertwined metaphorically in a conscious space and time.
Deeply sinistered on a bank of vengeful and abandoned delight.
Nothing to mind in desperation of tranquil bewildered thoughts.