Last Moments In The Rain
Looking out beyond the horizon we see
storm clouds with all their fury rolling in.
The blackest most beautiful clouds with the most
furious lightening, giving us goosebumps on our skin.
We looked at each other with a
look only one another knew.
With passion in our eyes we moved outside,
like the storm our lust grew.
We both felt the heat that night
beneath the rain and the thunderstorm.
Our passion and lust were enough
heat to keep us extremely warm.
We fondled each other and tweaked each others senses,
as tomorrow we may not wake.
His touch in the rain that night was astounding,
making my senses ache.
I ran my fingers ever so lightly down his chest
until I could feel him quivering beneath my touch.
I felt a drop of rain on my naked body which excited me
more than I can describe, nearly becoming too much.
It started raining heavily, it was then
that I started using my tongue to explore.
I started at his forehead, working my way down,
kissing every curve until he was begging for more.
It didn't take him long to almost reach the point of climax,
so I stopped what I was doing and said my turn.
He took my buttocks in his hands and held them high
off the ground, for his tongue to play I did yearn.
He worked his magic in the rain that night,
both of us were wet in more than one way.
The lightening crashed around us;
this didn’t effect our performance though I must say.
I tried so hard to hold back my flowing juices,
but it just became too much for me.
I begged and pleaded with him to get inside of me
so my aching womanhood could finally be set free.
He rolled over and I straddled him like I
was riding a horse in a steeplechase.
We both arched our backs in pleasure
whilst keeping a slow rocking pace.
As the rain poured down on us we both hit the ultimate
climax and moaned furiously as loud as we could.
We rolled over and laid in the rain for a while our hearts raced;
this being our last moments together, this we understood.
At that moment the rain stopped
and my love looked over at me.
He said thank you for my last moments with you,
thank you for setting me free.
storm clouds with all their fury rolling in.
The blackest most beautiful clouds with the most
furious lightening, giving us goosebumps on our skin.
We looked at each other with a
look only one another knew.
With passion in our eyes we moved outside,
like the storm our lust grew.
We both felt the heat that night
beneath the rain and the thunderstorm.
Our passion and lust were enough
heat to keep us extremely warm.
We fondled each other and tweaked each others senses,
as tomorrow we may not wake.
His touch in the rain that night was astounding,
making my senses ache.
I ran my fingers ever so lightly down his chest
until I could feel him quivering beneath my touch.
I felt a drop of rain on my naked body which excited me
more than I can describe, nearly becoming too much.
It started raining heavily, it was then
that I started using my tongue to explore.
I started at his forehead, working my way down,
kissing every curve until he was begging for more.
It didn't take him long to almost reach the point of climax,
so I stopped what I was doing and said my turn.
He took my buttocks in his hands and held them high
off the ground, for his tongue to play I did yearn.
He worked his magic in the rain that night,
both of us were wet in more than one way.
The lightening crashed around us;
this didn’t effect our performance though I must say.
I tried so hard to hold back my flowing juices,
but it just became too much for me.
I begged and pleaded with him to get inside of me
so my aching womanhood could finally be set free.
He rolled over and I straddled him like I
was riding a horse in a steeplechase.
We both arched our backs in pleasure
whilst keeping a slow rocking pace.
As the rain poured down on us we both hit the ultimate
climax and moaned furiously as loud as we could.
We rolled over and laid in the rain for a while our hearts raced;
this being our last moments together, this we understood.
At that moment the rain stopped
and my love looked over at me.
He said thank you for my last moments with you,
thank you for setting me free.
This was only my 3rd go at erotic poetry...I hope you enjoy this.
This is about a guy's last night with his first true love, he is going to leave the next day due to forced reasons. ( Just so you all understand the way I wrote it)
This poem got 3rd in the contest Contest: Music and Sex by cognition on July 19 2005.
This poem won the contest Follow Your Heart, Where Ever It Goes! by faerietaco on September 26 2005.
This poem got an honourable mention in the contest Passion, Love, Lust and Desire! by celticmoon on January 12 2006.
This poem got an Honourable Mention in the contest The Fire Inside by Dreamweaver Maiden on January 20 2007.
Written March 31st, 2005
This is about a guy's last night with his first true love, he is going to leave the next day due to forced reasons. ( Just so you all understand the way I wrote it)
This poem got 3rd in the contest Contest: Music and Sex by cognition on July 19 2005.
This poem won the contest Follow Your Heart, Where Ever It Goes! by faerietaco on September 26 2005.
This poem got an honourable mention in the contest Passion, Love, Lust and Desire! by celticmoon on January 12 2006.
This poem got an Honourable Mention in the contest The Fire Inside by Dreamweaver Maiden on January 20 2007.
Written March 31st, 2005
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