Rain
On lonely nights when it starts to rain
Memories of love sessions ponder my brain
I think of the best sex I ever had
and how hard it rained that night
The thunderous chills I got from every kiss, nibble, and bite
I could hear the raindrops land
as if the skies were playing a melody
composed for me and my man
The harmoneous trinkle of the raindrops tickle my ear
like fingertips caressing my spine
I’m high
I feel my temperature rise, as I place my hand on my inner thigh
Imitating his gentle touch, I move my hand up
Granting myself permission to explore,
the gap between each leg grows as I whisper “more”
As the rain continues to fall,
my fingertips discover a puddle of love
With every flick of a finger or pinch in between
This puddle quickly grows from a puddle to a sea
While controlling the waves above, they dive ocean deep
Exploring the smooth terrain and admiring my coral reefs
The waves up above have been washed to shore
Deep down a hurricane moves forward
As the storm takes it’s path, I make way
Looking forward to the next rainy day