Thunder’s Roar

by Brian Francis

Somewhere in the distance
I can hear the thunder roar
Rain drops pitter-patter
At the door
Somehow all the storm clouds
Rise and then they fall
Bringing cool refreshment
Nature’s call

And while laying here
Feeling your warm touch
Shivers of excitement
Seem too much
The gentle supple friction
Of our love’s embrace
The rhythm intertwining
Face to face

Passion’s magic moments
That yearning from within
Rapture in that instant
Does begin
Somewhere deep inside me
I can hear the thunder roar
Touching lips to lips
Wanting more

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B. F. O'Connor

Born and raised in the idyllic environment of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. A rural paradise perfect for a roving childhood. Now living in the desert southwest, with a flock of parrots, a pigeon, and Three dogs. View all posts by B. F. O'Connor

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