On the mountain tip
Stimulation accumulates like a volcano
Rivers of molten rock rising
course toward the nipple erect
banging on every door
Jolting them, shaking hinges
This caress across the breast
ignites your ankle
My soft words inside your ear
grip and energize your hips
I conjure a bolt of lightning through you
A hundred arousals boost and dissipate
Curve and curl through vein and muscle
Through hardnesses uninvited
Skin expresses tautness
Little sensors break through resistance
Thoughts go from inventing excuses
To justifying surrender
Rhythm thrives in the middle
Nudging and twitching sensitive nerves
Pressing in temporarily
The body prays for it to linger
But like an panicked lover it pulls out
It moves in again to reclaim
Then perpetuates a riot of sensation.
It switches the mind and heart
Until you feel instead of think
Blown and burst over land blustery weather
Accumulating fluidity Strom quietly
Shattering like hail stones
Emotional and physical upsurge
You will swell up and give yourself over
Here is me putting every gram of my life force
Into breaking your perfect wave
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