- Erotic Poetry
- a Storm is Coming
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a storm is coming
"I hate you"
"I fucking hate you"
a love once shared
now a hatred embraced
separate rooms
separate beds
separate lovers
together no escape
a house of broken memories
a house of hate
wind and rain enters her room unannounced
biting lip
swallowing hard
she asks
"can I share your room"
biting lip
swallowing hard
I reply
"till this passes"
side by side
eyes wide
we sleep the sleepless sleep
the only dreams are of our hatred for each other
something strange
a voice if you may
the storm speaking to us
it's rhythm permeating us
making us dance
each burst of wind
each pelting of rain
each rumble of thunder
possessing us
deep within
a stirring
a hunger
a need
wind
an itching
rain
an acheing
thunder
burning
throbbing
I'm hard
veins jutting
grasping it a mistake
ready to erupt
turning to her
her body writhes in unison with the rain
nipples jut through sheets
legs spread wide
wet sounds not of rain
I pull the sheets from her
hand on her breast
hand between her legs
thrusting
moaning
eyes meet
eyes I haven’t seen for me
eyes that are not hers
eyes of the storm
“I hate you”
“I fucking hate you”
grabbing
roaming
licking
moaning
growling
biting
starving
violently kissing
“I fucking hate you”
“I fucking hate you too”
no time for foreplay
need for release too strong
pelting rain
I slide into her
so hard
so wet
I can feel the rain inside her
thunder louder
like a rabid beast
I pound into her
feeling the thunder inside me
toes curling
she screams
legs wrapping around me
nails digging in my back
the more violent the storm
the harder we fuck
possessed by it
can't look into each other in the eyes
we fuck like we'll die if we don't
can't last
getting closer
closer
closer
the storm zeniths
she spreads her legs wide and sprays me as I explode inside her
lightning
the windows shatter
wind, rain, glass, and leaves
blowing like a hurricane
destroying all
we continue fucking
all that matters is the fuck
when It's all over
storm gone
"I hate you"
"I fucking hate you"
we hate each other more than ever
at least we have the fuck
all we'll ever have
days to weeks
weeks to days
"I hate you"
"I fucking hate you"
nothing worse than hating someone
nothing better than fucking someone you hate
another storm is coming.
- COMMENTS
case28almost 11 years agoStrong poem, nice intensity and a lot of great lines. It feels like there was a raw brewing energy when you wrote it.... must have been the hate. I've read it a few times, the poem is solid and deserves a 4.5. I just think the following lines need a little tweaking to improve the flow at this point...
wind
an itching
rain
an aching
thunder
burning
throbbing
I'm hard...
Maybe consider losing the "an" and playing around with the placement of the words....
wind
rain
thunder
itching
aching
burning
I'm throbbing
hard veins jutting...
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Cheers
case28
