Rain patters gently on the window
It's the rhythm of my fluttering heart
Windy gusts increase their tempo
Like the air rapidly escaping my lungs
Lightning flashes, illuminating the night
Invisible sparks between skin and skin
Thunder makes the chandelier dance
My body trembles from his tender touch
Branches fiercely claw at us from outside
Red marks linger after I pull him close
The storm rages on
As does our passion
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