warm With A Chance For Rain Poem by Gomer LePoet

Warm With a Chance for Rain

They had never been together before,
though they had spent hours exchanging,
thoughts and feelings, desires and more,
anticipation was very high,
as he walked down the street to her house,
he could see her shadow on the window shade,
backdropped by a dim light in the kitchen.
he thought of what he should say to her.
should they embrace? when would be the proper time
to hold her face in his hand and gently kiss her lips?
would the sparks they felt for each other ignite an
internal flame when they first touched, or would there be
too much nervous tension, to relax and be who they had
come to know? If this flame did grow and create a
uncontrollable fire, would the flames consume them
for evermore? Would there be tears of joy and exhalation,
as they explored each other's eyes, bodies, souls, minds?
Caressing every inch of her taut curvaceous body,
breathing in her sweet fragrance, would only heighten
his pleasure sensors. Wanting to please this incredible woman,
this friend, this soul mate, was all that he wanted
since he could remember. He rang the bell.
She answered with a smile that made him melt and his knees
almost buckled underneath him as he said “Hello”.

Yes I think it will be very warm
with an extremely good chance for rain.

Gomer LePoet...