when it thunders

When it thunders I think of you.
Over me. Under me. In me.
Rolling through me,
through me.
Whisper in my ear,
cock thrust deep,
deeper,
deep.
When it thunders I think of you,
laying there sleeping.
Spent.
Eyes closed,
chest rising, falling;
gentle rhythm beneath trembling fingertips.
Your hands cradle my head,
smooth back my hair.
I lick away your come,
nuzzle the musky spot
where your cock lies sleeping.
Spent.
When it thunders I think of you.
eyes closed, i remember
thunder rumbling,
low in the distance,
nudging us back into reality.

Later, we walk through cool rain,
umbrellas forgotten in the daze.
We sip hot coffee
and wait for the storm to pass.

When it thunders I think of you.