The Storms of Love

We've rendezvous'd with hearts intent on sin
And gaze upon each other's naked forms
And sliding hands down soft and sweat-soaked skin
Unleashes in our bodies lustful storms

I gently rub your round and rosy rump
And give your slender neck a subtle kiss
A hand around your thigh, a squeeze, a jump
To ride a tidal wave of carnal bliss

No words! A moan of pleasure will suffice
In silence we can savor the release
And softly float, as though in Paradise
Indulging in the post-orgasmic peace

I count the days until we meet again
The storms of love will slowly build till then.