June 18, 2008

Sex, The Heart, and, The Body, Electric:

There were rumbles, bumpers, in the distance. You could smell the rain coming. Summer was only days away.
Her body, responded, merged, with the electricity in the air.

There was something in her heart, telling her to shed her fears, to let go, let go now, before those first drops begin to fall.

He was outside, seated on the porch.

(A red sky, competing with gray clouds.)


She could see him, bathed in lightening, beyond the window frame; the thunder, miles away: seconds counted, between breaths, as she moved towards the front door.

Agitated, the cows in the barn, called out to each other; then, all at once, settled themselves, as the rain picked up.

Her need was wet, fluid..without grace~ ~only immediate, as the rain..

..immediacy, filling the fields.

He was a hard man to love, sitting in his distant chair, with his nose pointed at the sky. Everything in her, was pent-up, bottled. Her reserve,and patience, with his silence, only deepened the estrangement; becoming, the thunder in their lives, the lightening, which could set them both on fire.

She was giving her heart a chance ~~risking, exposure, in order to pull him back; leaven his worries.

She stepped lightly, closing the door behind her. Her naked body, electric now, emerged, and stood before him. She lingered, standing akimbo, and reached out, pushing him back down into the chair.

Kneeling, now,
She unbuckled his belt, and slid it out of each loop, while bringing the zipper down, with her other hand. With a change in the wind, rain commenced in lashing her back. She bent down her head, and fondled the tip of his cock with her tongue. She could feel him quiver..as electric, as she now. All, heart and heat.

...Long, Country roads, they'd traveled together....
...And this night, moving across their Land; covering, and, hiding them from harm.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, (as she planted herself, firmly, upon his lap) a song he used to sing to her, ~~ the truck radio, fading in and out~~ moved across his mind, in sync with her body...

...and, her name.

("Sarah...Sarah, storms are brewing in her eyes...")

.."I love you," he said.

"I love you," (Once again,

as he reached out, and pulled her forward;

both hands, holding on tight...)

The Thunder, miles away...

xx,Will. o6/19/o8.











2 comments:

having my cake said...

I really liked this :)

Lil Bit said...

sultry & steamy... like the summer heat! =)

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