Passion building like a storm on the rolling plains,
rising fast and high, like a force no one can explain,
brings you thrusting down, like a lightening bolt to the ground,
hearts pounding, together but erratically, like the rain drops,
sweet perspiration mixing together never seeming to stop,
then exploding with such a fury, until there is no sound.
There's mass chaos, but you dont seem to care,
the world could end in a cosmic flash,
and find you there.
Woven and intertwined, exhausted and spent,
two lovers merging together in a perfect blend,
knowing the love will never break but often bend.
You sigh, then embrace the love you were sent.
Albert Joe Hickerson
Copyright �2001 Albert Hickerson
