The storm began inside and out
With a crash of thunder
Two souls so in sync in this present moment
Weather patterns followed the movements of their bodies
She placed her electricity in places that welcomed her
A magnetic pull
A body speaking to her with no words
She listened intently
Big, open bay windows lay the backdrop
A cool breeze blows in with
Wetness on its heals, rain and sweat mixing
Cooling and heating exposed flesh
Scents of saturated earth and leaves fill the room
Intoxicating the minds of two lust-driven loves
The breeze roared with their exhales of passion
Blowing away all insecurity, inviting the storm even further inside
She pawed around frantically grasping for something to ground her
Electricity flowing through her veins needing an outlet
The storm rages mercilessly
She held her lover and felt the cool breeze
Rain and wind, push and pull
Their bodies knew each other so well on this night of
First meeting
Silence
The eye of the storm right above them now
Breathing held and feverish grasping for ground
Wind building around them with each sway
This hurricane of pleasure
Dissolved in an explosion of release
The earth shook and shattered those big bays
A quake that sent shockwaves through their bodies
The room and storm fell still and dark
She awakened to the sound of rain
Again a storm greeted her eyes
A reminder of the night
Her lover woke beside her
What luck we have to sleep and rise to a rainstorm
The universe’s thank you
For moving mountains in her absence
About the Creator
Meagon Nolasco
Mental health activist, LGBTQIA+ supporter, racial and social justice fighter-you know, normal human decency.
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