Saturday seduction: Stormy weather ... Prose poem

First came those innocent eyes

Than first 

Second 

And many kisses

Than In the middle of us

We came together

To connect as one

We danced In the exact motion

Rejoice with the same notion

 

You rained on my hard affection

As I thunder inside your soft pink indention 

Than as one

 We cuddle and patiently waited

For the next approaching storm...

(C)1ManView