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As the thunder crackles

and the lightning flashes

across the night sky,

I hear her whisper in my ear.

As the storm cloud rises over the horizon

and creeps steadily over the city,

I feel her hand grasping

the stronghold of my sexuality.

As the torrential rains pour out of the heavens,

I feel her lips of sweet desire touch my lips of innocence.

As the violent winds rip through the wavering trees,

I shed my rags of secrecy.

As the storm cloud begins to spin,

I strip her down to the purest form of lust.

As the spinning cloud makes contact with the ground,

I induce my stronghold of sexuality into her gateway of pleasure.

As the spinning cloud violently filters through a wooded area,

I gyrate within her inhibitions with aggressive excitement.

As the spinning cloud swells into a funnel of destruction,

she drives her nails into my back in response to the

arrival of her greatest fantasy.

As the destructive force tears through the street,

she looks into my sweating face to

see my eyes wider than the moon

and my teeth shuddering in utter suspense.

As the destructive force makes its way to the front yard,

I hear her cry and yell out screams of horrific ecstasy.

As the destructuve force breaks through the front door,

I let out my warrior's cry,

preparing to unleash a flood of sweeping joy.

As the destructive force shatters through the house,

her legs lock around my back in a death grip.

As the destructive force hovers over us,

I release the highly-anticipated river of untainted pleasure

while she receives it with unparalled joy.



As the destructive force intensifies,

I exhale;

She inhales;

and together,

we become one soul united at the point of

sheer climax.



With the destructive force dissipating into thin air,

we suddenly stop and fall into a deep slumber,

embracing each other;

connected through the heart,

body,

mind,

and soul.



With destruction surrounding us,

we laid amongst the tragic results

of the Intensity of the Storm.

We conceived it,

birthed it,

reared it,

enjoyed it,

and with ambrosial sorrow,

watched it vanish with the dissipation of our arousals.