Went through a phase of writing a few years ago - thought i'd dust some of them off and share with you all!

The air is warm and still,

The sultry silence before the storm,

I sense your presence, your coming,

Turning at the light footsteps on the wind,

The wind billowing gently against you,

As clouds ripple across the quiet landscape,

I see you enshrouded in shadows and mystery,

The whisper on the wind bringing the promise of the storm,

Turberlant, cool wind caressing your skin,

Hands gliding gently across your smooth face,

Eyes mirroring the growing fury surrounding us,

Hair tuselled by the passion of the storm,

Lips meeting yours with the tenderness of a lover,

The electricity of the moment arcing between us,

Mimicing the lightning in the sky,

Highlighting your face with its soft blue-white hues,

Fingertips lacing your exposed skin with featherlight caresses,

Eager for release, yearning bodies entwine,

Breath gentle and hot as it follows the trails of soft kisses,

Warm rain slowly covers skin slick with sweat,

Bright flashes of lightning glistens of surging bodies,

As peels of thunder increase in frequency as the storm hastens to its climax,

Then it came, the silence heralding the eye of the storm,

The climax marked by waves of pleasure and soft calming rain,

Gentle sighs escape lips in the wake of the tempest,

The passion of the moment now spent...