you are the current that rushes through my veins,
the voltage contained in fluttering hearts,
the static that causes hairs to stand on end
and stomachs to churn uncomfortably.
when lips clash in the tempest
nothing can contain the spark raging on,
lasting until the hazy dawn.
the storm kicks up within our stomachs,
uncontrollable, inhaling all.
the thunderstorm, our hideaway,
legs crossed on fluffy clouds
and long hair whipped into faces,
the chill surging through our veins.
until the crack!

of overwhelming passion.

to be among the strains

of collected dew and aching electricity,

lips charged, and hearts jarred.

every time my eyes kiss yours,

a million shining seas

lash with the lightning tease

of gushing sapphire

and indigo eyes reflecting with the breeze.

uncontrollable, is what we are,

pulsing and surging

with ethereal ichor dancing through our veins,

flashing and bursting

with the wicked elements of the universe.

and at last comes the long-left clap

to break the sky like glass asunder,

left to ponder charged heights

stopped by charred sights to rumble.