The Storm, The Stranger!!

A thunderstorm, a blazing blitzkrieg
An incessant pour of shower
A lady and a modest freak
Stuck in that shack for hours

Her eyes so hypnotizing as if they said
It’s the thunder which scares me dear
Gazing at her I further read
She wanted me to be near

A stranger yet such a familiar figure
As if I had known her for my life
Known her thrills and known her tears
Known her as my wife

The cold crept in, the dampness prevailed
I could feel my hands go numb
She looked at me, I looked at her
And I knew that the moment had come

Like a leopard so swift and elegantly poised
I approached her as my mate
In proximity with her and her nervous breath
I left the moment to our fate

Fair as a fairy the angel stood
Dressed in red and white
And the million sparkles on her glossed lips
Meant there was going to be no respite

I unbuttoned her scarlet top
As the curves were slowly revealed
White as snow were her breasts so supple
Inviting this freak to feel

The sky lit up and the fire grew strong
As our lips met to discover
The pile of hay was to serve as our bed
Where we could twist and turn forever

The night moved on and so did we
Her giggles inspiring me more
Our skins rubbed on and our aroma’s mingled
As we wriggled on the floor


And the golden pause when she looked at me
The moment had come to a hault
And the killing consent that the woman gave
To begin the final assault

Her legs parted and her head fell back
As she prepared for me to strike
I clutched her hands as I entered her
Two souls had come to unite

The golden pearls of perspiration
Made their way on my forehead
My love, my life, my Juliet said
Make love till I am dead

The climax came and she dug her nails
Deep into my flesh
The adrenaline pump and the painless pain
The invitation to start afresh

We lay there staring at each other
The crackling of the fire
The rain, the storm, the thatched shack
And the “magic” of our desire

- Kanishka