Brewing the storm

Whistling winds
And the chattering rain
Falling on leaves
its a storm again
The candle lights dazzle
Indoors, on your skin
The smell of the earth,
Along with your scent, nullifies my grip of control
As I kiss your warm mouth
Making our lips one
I feel you engulf me
Holding me in deeper
In our toil of wanton mad love making
You shower in on me
Shudder and call my name