I've been waiting patiently for that first really passionate thunderstorm of the year. It's forecast again for today -- and the wind did come up, it rained a little, heard a little thunder -- but what I've been hoping for is a really intense storm. The kind that's perfect for making love! Thunder booming so loud and so suddenly that you could jump out of your skin. Lightening giving you teasing glimpses of your partners skin. The rain hitting the house in sheets, harmonizing with the rhythym of your play and the wind howling like your lover's panting. We haven't really had a storm like that yet this year.
I've been waiting and waiting.
I just hope when one does hit, I'm not alone!
I've been waiting and waiting.
I just hope when one does hit, I'm not alone!

