Intoxicatingly rhythmic, A storm washes over me                                                                               the pitter-patter of ecstasy infused droplets beat into my core  

never before have I been so completely consumed by a deluge

the sensuous dance of sleek lighting blinds me,

while it’s deafing   thunder deaden the rest of existence to me.

I am a babe caught in the shrieking   winds of a tempest which rips reality away

my only knowing is produced by the rolling tumultuous thunderheads

I feel my body engourged by it’s undulating floodwaters

my only desire is to drown in it’s erotic waters of bliss

No life exist outside this torrential  downpour

my sense mercilessly ripped away, I am left with only my soul  open to the

storm.

AS I am carried away by it’s unceasing headwaters

I become one with this liquid inferno and delight in it’s rendering of my

consi0usness.

Enraptured in the knowledge that I am never to be parted from this great

calipsian force of nature which is,,

                                                                     HURRICAN KENDRA