Rainy Day Women

Rainy Day Women

Lovers the same melting into the rain,
face to face their passions rise above the clouds,
breast to breast their miraculous caresses float.
Soft lips press gently together and bring,
waves and chills down their spines.
Smooth skinned thighs wrap around one another,
and rhythmic pelvic movements bring moans
and heavy breaths.
A moment of oneness cloaked in spring’s blanket,
safe – protected from the war of indifference.
Pressure builds as pulses pound,
they lay down in the wet grass,
mirrored image of each other groping and rolling,
silent screams of nature calls them higher
Touch me! Touch me!
Hands work in unison to appease, light butterfly kisses
become like a lion’s meal ravenous nibbles
add more fuel to the flame.
Skirts lifted up and the ceremonious removal
of the moist coverings while both shake and groan in
joyful reverence to the upcoming finale.
Pink wet swollen lips pressed together as the hairs entwine,
and still the rain cleanses our earth mother.
Fingers now enter each others hot palace as waves of faith crash hard on the shore. Harder, faster the frenzied pair works,
and with a crash of lightening they cum!
After the quake subsides,
They melt into the rain of each others arms.