An ache so loud you almost despair,
One you know will bring tender care.
You feel the lightning rising,
There’s no point in disguising.

Every jolt… jump-starts your heart,
It’s torture while you’re apart.
Every bolt… boils your blood,
It’s pleasurable while you start to flood.

Under his touch, they refuse to fade away,
Your soul is lost in sinful, seductive disarray.
He breaks in the daylight, making it feel irrevocably right,
He takes in the darkness with miraculous might.

The thunder roars and rumbles,
Your body starts to tremble and tumble.
You know he’s not done, but you will be fine,
“Right now you won’t be lost in your sensual imagination, Love,
You will be thriving in the thicket of mine.”

At that point, every breath feels borrowed,
Those gasps are sharply swallowed.
Patience sparks from the words he has spoken,
Salacious desires, successfully woken.

An ache slows, you breathe a sigh,
Once you know, again undoubtedly, you will fly.
Chasing the shadow of a ghost,
That ultimate elusive climax you want the most.

He brings chaos to your calm,
The moment he has you under his palm.