Our Storm

Your voice gathers within me

Like a storm

You penetrate my world through my eyes

In the form of tears

Through my mouth in the form of ecstasy 

My tongue reaches for you often

And simultaneously delivers you into my lap

So I can devour you like a decent storm would 

Like the storm you make of me

My tongue reaches for you often

Broad and patient

At times, stretched to the brink

The moment you touch down

I lap you up and you go in

Gentle and sudden

You level everything

Like the storm coming this afternoon

Like the storm right now here in my room