Summer Storm

Summer Storm



In the backseat, windows rolled down slightly,
you kissed me gently, touched me softly,
and yet you held me ever so tightly.

Windows fogging and the warm breeze blowing,
our breaths panting, our chests' throbbing,
with every inch of our bodies showing.

We spread the sheet out on the ground,
our low moans and your soft whicpers,
mixed with the thunder, made a lovely sound.

Lightning lit up the late summer sky,
but i didn't need its help to know,
that with the embrace there was a twinkle in your eye.

It had been too long since we had felt that way,
in each other's arms, being kissed,
noit just by our lips but by the breeze in which the trees did sway.

Our passion was so hot,
but our actions were soon cooled,
by the dampness from the ground on which our juices pooled.

Sweat and cum ran dwn as the left over rain rose,
gripping the sheet in my clutches,
with your orgasm I froze.

Your turn to please me came,
and as you did the lightening quickened,
as though calling out the rain.

My body throbbing with so much pleasure and joy,
you knew it was over and so did I,
We stayed there in that moment, just one girl and one boy.

Holding on to one another sharing a last passionate kiss,
getting dressed and packing up our night,
the car started up and took off with a seething hiss.

You dropped me off and walked me in as it again started to rain,
we shared a smile, a hug, a kiss,
I watched you drive away, and loved knowing we were happy again.

However, not knowing how long this happiness would go on for,
I layed down sleepily that night,
looked out the window and watched the summer sky pour.

All damn night long i relived the moments that we shared,
the gentle touch, the passionate kisses,
and the sultry summer air.

As the lightening struck I was reminded of the sparks that seemes to fly,
as we got off, as we kissed, as we touched,
as we were embraced by the sky.

As the thunder slapped ever so loudly in my ear,
I couldn't resist replaying your whispered words,
as you held me there so near.

As that summer storm went on I felt you there with me,
all night long you layed with me in spirit,
you wrapped me again in your arms and i asked," why can't you see?"

Our love is like a summer storm,
it comes just as quickly and as strongly ges,
and during the chaos it keeps us company as well as safe and warm.