14 Apr 00

 

 

 

YOUR THUNDERSTORM HEART

 

 

Your thunderstorm heart

It beats loudly with a spark

I feel it pound

As my penis hits the mark

I long to hear it now

As I lay alone in the dark

 

Your thunderstorm heart

It races wildly without regard

I feel its danger

And to want it is perhaps not smart

But I long to have it

In all its untamed art

 

Your thunderstorm heart

Strikes in me a chord

Leaves me singing

Wanting more

Longing to have

What by its nature won't endure

 

 

By

 

 

Calder Wolfe