This then is as
a lull –the calm- before the storm,
The quiet
stillness pregnant with an air of anticipation,
A silence so
deep it’s as a held breath waiting to exhale the sultry kiss of desire,
A silent
prelude to a prescient stir of volatile emotions,
Pressure
dropping as a hard core of licentiousness coalesces within the heart,
Storm-dark, a
furious gale of ardour building with an inescapable and implacable force,
A tempest of
provocative winds,
Of tempestuous
emotions laying naked upon the squall-tossed air,
Breathless intent
a heaving breast of yearnings reverberating through the body,
A churning kiss
of promise…
The questing
rush of full lips, finding purchase upon the flesh,
Tongue a silken
stroke of electricity quartering the velvet folds of her willing, pliant flesh…
Intent…
A massive wave
of passion thundering up from the soul,
Soaring above
this tense body of expectations,
Thrumming with
purpose,
A live-wire of energy
cresting through the flesh,
A lightning
bolt of lasciviousness tingling through the body
As the heart
beats a drum of intensity to a tune born of rage,
The slow breath
of arousal…
Aggress of
seduction…
Born of a keen
vitality,
Of wrought
abeyance snapped taut by the gusting winds of primal allure,
Like a herald
proclaiming the timeless desires of the heart…
It begins as a
dark stream flowing with a voracious appetite of licentiousness,
Debauching from
the open maw of intemperance, it cuts a sinuous path of seduction,
Flowing towards the beckoning embrace of sensuousness,
Found within
the soft velvet caress of the womb...
It travels
through the bright night of primeval dark,
A primordial
storm of hedonism shackled to the beckoning hands of fate,
The primal
touch of a tenebrous darkness settling over the beating breast,
With a voluptuous
touch of provocativeness…
Of desire to
shiver the deepening flow of arousal within the twilit bed of the earth,
A dark river of
debauchery washing over the pale bones of indulgence in a profligate flood of
carnality,
The salacious
breeze of its passage stirring a heady blend of lasciviousness and proclivity,
Flavouring the
air with the spice laden breath of passion...
It holds static
-an electrical thrill of wonder-
The birthing effervescence
of joy, pleasure, desire…
A vessel of
intent -passions- ballooning,
Swelling –engorged-
with a roiling surge of numinous longing,
Until it burst…
Pricked by the
sharp tumescence of a growing hunger,
Adrenalin flow
burning with a whirlwind of intoxication,
A blazing fire
burning in the blood,
A raging
tempest unleashed…
Consuming all
within its path in an orgy of voracious and unbridled bliss…
It is presaged
by the shattering boom of thunder rolling across the louring sky of the soul,
A gasped breath
of fear,
Of anxiety
quickly turned to an exclamation of pleasure,
The seductive
draw of breaking storm breathlessly birthing twisting tangents of thoughts,
Evocative emotions…
A quantifiable paradigm
of elation blasting forth in a tumbling scurry of intricate grace,
Like cast notes
echoing to the rhythmic pulse of euphoria,
The breaking
storm sweeping away all inhibitions,
Letting the
essence of our feral hearts free to cavort in a dance of sumptuous decadence,
… Dance to the
rhythm of wind-tossed clouds,
The calamitous whisper
of the occilitating air borne upon the cresting wave of our desire,
Penetrating in
joyful abandon a heart beset by the wanton caress of this saturnine storm,
Indulging in
the rapacious appetites of the flesh in a swirling heat of tumultuous fury,
The gentle
violence of gyrating forms gracefully undulating to the percussive beat of the
heart,
A blossoming storm
of lasciviousness in a spinning shifting vortex of light,
A geyser of
passions exploding up from the soul, pushed with the strength of gale-force
winds,
A rough embrace
chaining our bodied together in a press of unfettered salacity,
Caress
spreading upon the skin like luminescent smoke,
Aromatic
perfume igniting a sweet blossom of warmth…
A melting kiss
of rapture soft with a breathless beauty quite captivating in its intensity,
A tempest of
ebullient appetites riding the silent winds of longing,
Darkness
sweeping behind in a living storm of trembling flesh…
Embracing
touches…
Tangible caress…
Carnal kiss of
allure upon the heart…
Ravishing this
riot of desires, eclipsing the raven beauty of the night,
Wings like
scythes cutting through the turbulence of the air,
A rage of
ecstasy spun upon the gleaming slickness of the skin, wet with the tears of our
delight,
Soaked by the
cascading roar of a waterfall of saporous appetence,
Wreathed in a
mist of luscious decadence,
A fine spray of
water; liquid delight, the milk of our arousal splashed like sweat upon our
bodies,
A deluge of
amorous debauchery,
The grace of
raw ecstasy momentously driven,
Washing over flashes
of her delicate sensuous flesh,
A titillating
glimpse of a thigh…
The vivid curve
of a voluptuous breast…
The silken
sheen of the stomach…
Nipples rising
like dark berries blossoming in homage to the frenzy of passion raging within
her breast,
The fervour of
her heartbeat …
The rise and
fall of her chest as she breathes,
Steady flow of her
breath clouding the air with the essence of her concupiscence,
Breathing in
the frenzied euphoria of this seething twilit storm; rapacious puissance of the
night,
Exhaling in a
warm breath of release, the distilled essentia of her arousal,
A latent
mixture of rousing sensuousness, and orotund provocativeness…
Within this
rage of silence…
Within this
storm of delectation,
I taste the
gathering rush of gratification,
A kiss of
elucidation swamping my heart with the gasping shiver of her emotions,
A sure of
rampant fire,
Searing lines
of energy settling into my soul,
A pulsating
node of desire beating in syncopation with the storm,
A harmony of inevitability
squeezed into the pores of my consciousness,
Synapses firing…
Golden ribbons
of light oozing from my mind in a braided cord of rhapsody,
The whispered
summons of her heart,
The aromatic
perfume of her spirit caught upon the silent breath of the wind,
The lull -calm-
before the storm!!!
Richard ‘Poetikz’
Burton
06/04/2012
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