Surviving The Storm
All you want
is to call my name
Your prayers are answered
every time we play
So put your lips
to the tip of the mic
and sing a song
of lust filled nights
I'm coming down on you
pouring rain of sin
open up wide
and let me in
I am the warrior
brandishing my sword
stabbing deep into you
cutting through your core
Cries of passion
shed tears of pleasure
rivers of sweat
drown the treasure
The raft is thrown
at the mercy of the waves
The massive storm
releases it's rage
Along for the ride
desperate to stay afloat
gasping for air
hands around your throat
Nearing the edge
of known reality
nerve endings on fire
your nails cut through me
Biting down
Thrashing about
Muscles tense
Screaming out
A final cry
cuts through the night
Exhausted and shaking
eyes open to absorb the light
The ocean calms
the storm subsides
My golden trophy,
the smile in your eyes
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