Riding the storm
drowning in the light
of thunderbolts, trapped
in the heart of all
being, shaking body, glowing skin.
My physical me receives
gentleness
so my soul gets calm
as it is soothed. You own
my pleasure
my very inner self
for you are
my companion in war
giving me
the promise of eternal peace
as long as you can
stay.
Still lost in the afterglow
another feeling stirs
growing
deep down in my body and mind
making me desire you
again.
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