elemental sex
She lay dry,
Barren and parched,
For it had been many revolutions since her lover had given of himself to her.
Yet deep within,
The blood of her quickened
For she felt the pulling,
the longing,
For he was coming.
A general darkening all about announced his imminent arrival.
A transformation from blistering and bright.
To sweltering and dim.
she saw far down around the curves of her body,
the traces proclaiming his coming and his intent.
The very air spoke of him,
Quiver with his pent passion,
the fury of his desire not to be denied or contained.
She exposes herself in anticipation,
Relishing the deluge she is about to experience.
Accepting the violation and destruction,
As price paid for the gift.
Anticipating the moistening of the valleys of her body,
With his life giving deeds.
Unashamed of the lust in her,
Of the need.
AND then he was upon her around her,
Surrounding her,
His gust front disarraying the thick stalks of her hair.
His voice thunder,
Reverberateing all around her,
Indistinguishable from her own moans.
He caresses, claws and gouges her
With one hundred thousand watt fingers
Laying open her skin.
She screams in excitement and the joy of surrender,
As he lights fires across the body of her.
To be extinguished when he falls upon her
With his life giving moisture.
The thing she needs to quicken her seed.
To give life to their progeny,
The heirs of this deed.
And then when their passion will not for another moment be denied .
From deep within himself he turns loose and drowns her,
all of her with the essence of himself,
That thing that makes him,
That the giving of will diminish him.
Create a small death,
Drain and exhaust him.
But he can no more contain what is within him
Than she could refuse his gift.
So the heavens of his body release his pent passion.
She shudders in his coming
As his liquid seeps into every part of her.
Into places never seen
and merges with the womb of our mother.
To Begin again that dance of life.
Existing since before the arrival of man.
the mating, merging, converging,
Of Mother Earth
And Father Sky.
you have just witnessed a thunderstorm,
as seen by the earth the sky and me.
