His voice of thunder echoes in my brain
My world spins upon his axis, vital
I cannot sleep for the drenching sounds of rain
I cannot sleep through my emotions tidal
My body craves his body’s craving touch
Tilting toward his inclinations, viral
My lips desire his lips’ desirous brush
We wrap ourselves into the sacred spiral
He pours into me ‘til I can’t fit inside
Until my soul spills forth from me, unbidden
Until the leak of our two souls collide
Until I show my higher self, unhidden
His voice of thunder echoes in my brain
I cannot sleep for the drenching sounds of rain
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