My Storm - Sex Stories

My Storm

What do you see when you look out your window As lightning strikes the earth and sets the ground aflame A blaze that burns everything in its way Glowing with the brilliance of a phoenix’s rebirth I see in your eyes that fire, which engulfs my love A passion I have not seen since the first time I kiss you That kiss awoke a hunger, a fire that never went out One that is eternally burning in our hearts Your fiery passion that feeds mine, Your passion is my passion You are my storm As you continue to observe nature’s furry I come from behind and run my hand through your hair I place a kiss on the back of your neck and ask What do you see and hear in the winds of the storm In that wild wind that blows with unnatural strength I hear your voice the sweetest of all breezes When I hear you speak my body shivers To think that a voice with such power comes from a mortal A voice that when it sings makes a man like me do anything for you What do I see, I see your hair blowing wildly This hair that means more to me than straws of gold To see you standing with your beautiful locks blowing erratically It turns me into a beast that wants to ravish you in the moonlight As it blows I remember that storm that turns me into an animal Is caused by you, you create a storm in me, you are my storm Slowly undressing you I ask you what do you see in the rain I see the sweat that cools us as we roll in the sheets The juices I drink from you between your legs The spit we trade as we kiss The rain of love that you shower with me The rain of love fuels the storm in my heart, This heart is for you, because you are my storm After a night together in bed I wake up I see you quiet and still, like it is outside The storm outside is over and as you open your eyes I see a light that shines soft and bright like the sun’s light The storm outside might be over, but you will always be one You will always be my storm