Rain Dance

Locked treasure,

Curiosity,

Thoughts…

Pleasure,

Can be the eye of your storm,

Forecast,

Monsoon weather.

Feel the sweat while it pours,

Dripping wet while it scorch,

Arched back off the floor,

No respect for the waves-

Wanting for more.

You can hear the thunder crack

In-between the rain drops…

Skin glisten from the flicker

Of a single candle

In the right spot…

Silhouette of your curves…

Figure I might watch…

Using your body for words…

Hoping it won’t stop…

As your pressure is building,

Your foundation is crumbling…

Your moans turn to gasps,

Your words turn to mumblings…

As your strengths turn to quivers,

Slowly you’ll fold…

Manhandled and broke,

Tsunami’s unload…

And now that you’ve wind down,

I know you’re mine now.

Storm’s passed-

But no escape…

Casualties.

Drowned.