That Moment

That Moment
Form: Free Verse

Her hands in vice like grip
wrap around my wrists
my tendons throbbing as she holds
me down beneath her
and like the gathering clouds
the storm of her passion
thunders in lightning flashes
and then comes the rain
as I wish she wouldn’t tickle me


3 thoughts on “That Moment

    1. Thank you

      Yes in this sense the rain is symbolically the relief. The last line is simply saying for some people tickling really doesn’t work as foreplay, even though the intent behind it is erotic.

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