Rumbling On The Rocks Poem by Cash Onadele

April’s fools we were, loving strangers in another city
Driving in the twilight day and the dusky night, en-route home
A light roast for supper relaxed the tired company before showers.

Ambience, gentle sensual, unassuming and somewhat romantic
The green jade nightwear, revealed untethered, friendly pair
Your soft breathing, permitted me to take what was already mine.

Something told me it was a night to be remembered
So I chose to wait to be invited on that last drive home
Taking time to explore every part unrevealed.

We created our music and rhythm in the softer lights
Made love for the first time like old lovers
Patient, no drama, yet scintillatingly delicious.

Quite an experience that first time together!
I realized this wholesomeness I desired all along