March 25, 2010

storm goddess

Let it rain. Storm goddess, you bend the sky like a big top tent so the rain intended for half the planet hits me in this field. You unleash that red dragon circling overhead with killer intentions. But I hear your enchanting voice behind those dark clouds.

And I like my women a little bitchy.

Because the flowers bloom with those magic rain pellets you command. And the grass and trees in your golden meadow come alive and sing for your company. There’s a ying to every yang, and the fiercer the storm, the more beautiful the garden. The more worthwhile the stay.

As for that dragon, like all beasts, it has one weakness: it feeds on fear. After you spoke to me, I had none.

Now here’s the deal: I’ll only push as hard as you push into me, and yes, now we’re trading tastes, sipping from our mouths, sucking on tongues. Never kissed like this, never traced the shape of lips for hours, never studied the terrain so well. I’ve forgotten that my hand is feeling the small of this back, this perfect slope. And now I realize my other hand is behind your head smashing you into me.

Well, okay, it’s true that I’m pushing much harder than what I promised. But hey, I slayed the dragon. Girl, tonight you are mine.

5 comments:

thinkingtoohard said...

Well, holyyyyyyyyyy Hanna.
I'm going to take a moment outside to catch my breath. Been awhile since I've seen something that hot that's just for me.

Ed Pilolla said...

i'm glad you liked it. isn't much to remember back when i saw you everyday.
:)

Lori said...

Damn. I'm going to need a moment too.

thinkingtoohard said...

You are much, much too kind ;)

Love, Evolution, and Resilience said...

*Damn*, yeah, I'd say I need a moment too...