My boyfriend wrote this for me after an encounter one afternoon...thought I would share it and see what you'all thought.... 
The lightning lights up her face
as the summer storm approaches.
Her eyes burn in the sharp light,
her smile flashes like the light in the sky.
As I hold her in my arms, my emotions rise
with the warm breeze that sweeps around us.
She lays her head on my shoulder and
I bury my face in her blonde hair, soft and sweet.
I feel the electricity between us
as she caresses my legs with hers,
her bare skin touching mine and
sending sparks to the very core of my being.
I pull her down on top of me and
as we slowly slide to the ground,
the smell of newly mowed grass waifs around us,
intoxicating us with it’s fragrance.
As the storm gets closer, my love’s desire grows.
Her fingers and her lips explore my body
making me quiver and tingle with each touch.
As my fingers run through her golden hair,
the wind signals us both to hurry.
I cover her body with mine,
and our sweet kisses and quickening breaths
fuel our passion for each other.
As that passion grows
so does that part of my body
that has a mind of its own.
He searches for that place in her that beckons him.
And as he slides into that warm spot that heaven created,
the first drops of rain try to cool the fever
that races through our inflamed bodies.
We begin to make the movements
that man and woman have made since time began.
Quickening our pace as the storm grows closer.
Our hunger for each other grows and
our moans of pleasure compete
with the thunder that now surrounds us.
Together, as the full fury of the storm overtakes us,
we reach that place between heaven and earth that words can’t explain.
That place that explodes through both of us,
blocking out everything,
but our two bodies becoming one.
Desire flooding, filling, and overflowing
our souls with love for one another.
And in that moment, that short, sweet moment in time,
as the rain sweeps over us,
we stop, look into each other’s eyes and
understand the meaning of love.....
The lightning lights up her face
as the summer storm approaches.
Her eyes burn in the sharp light,
her smile flashes like the light in the sky.
As I hold her in my arms, my emotions rise
with the warm breeze that sweeps around us.
She lays her head on my shoulder and
I bury my face in her blonde hair, soft and sweet.
I feel the electricity between us
as she caresses my legs with hers,
her bare skin touching mine and
sending sparks to the very core of my being.
I pull her down on top of me and
as we slowly slide to the ground,
the smell of newly mowed grass waifs around us,
intoxicating us with it’s fragrance.
As the storm gets closer, my love’s desire grows.
Her fingers and her lips explore my body
making me quiver and tingle with each touch.
As my fingers run through her golden hair,
the wind signals us both to hurry.
I cover her body with mine,
and our sweet kisses and quickening breaths
fuel our passion for each other.
As that passion grows
so does that part of my body
that has a mind of its own.
He searches for that place in her that beckons him.
And as he slides into that warm spot that heaven created,
the first drops of rain try to cool the fever
that races through our inflamed bodies.
We begin to make the movements
that man and woman have made since time began.
Quickening our pace as the storm grows closer.
Our hunger for each other grows and
our moans of pleasure compete
with the thunder that now surrounds us.
Together, as the full fury of the storm overtakes us,
we reach that place between heaven and earth that words can’t explain.
That place that explodes through both of us,
blocking out everything,
but our two bodies becoming one.
Desire flooding, filling, and overflowing
our souls with love for one another.
And in that moment, that short, sweet moment in time,
as the rain sweeps over us,
we stop, look into each other’s eyes and
understand the meaning of love.....
