This would describe my favorite rainy afternoon. Being able to awaken to the person you love each morning…hearing the soft rain, turn to thunder outside as well as inside.
Tangled up in
Messy sheets
Clothes ripped
Shredded and torn
Lying scattered
On the floor
Wild passions
Breaking silence
Give me what I need
Let’s leave love
Out in the hall
Dive in deep
Stay down low
Until you just can’t
Breathe anymore
Filling empty spaces
Muscular tension
Dissolving stresses
Everything you want
Is everything I need
Feed your desire
Grabbing hungry
Every part of me
HASTYWORDS 
That’s an amazing piece – and spooky as I wrote something very similar today on my blog 🙂 I won’t sully your comments section with a link, but maybe if you have a spare moment you’ll go read it…
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How can I resist when you asked so sweetly…
http://isimonfiction.wordpress.com/2013/05/21/just-for-tonight/
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ummmmm… sounds like laundry day to me…
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Ha!
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Quarters, please?
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I give no quarter! Arrrrrggggh…
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Back in the day, when men were men and clothes smelled.
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I fight for free laundry at he NPA drop in! Does your poetry come easy?
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awesome!
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it works
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Thanks very much for the shout out.
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It’s❤️ sexy!!!! Beautifully written. 😍
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