Your soft breeze rustles through my hair,
As my senses become a little more aware.
Enraptured I am by your gray skies,
And into a wanton land, my heart flies.
You terrorize me with winds unknown,
And watch me revel in those forbidden joys alone.
You tease and tantalize with sparks of fire
And torment me with an unspoken desire.
You wait in patience as you watch my stance
And laugh too at this heady romance.
At last, you give in with a sensuous frown,
And as the rain soaks me, in you I drown.
(Afternoon musings as the skies and the earth engaged in the most beautiful foreplay before the rains…)