Crashing waves and pounding surf, a heart beat of their own,
swirling water churns and moves, unhindered, free to roam.
Rapid pulses, heaving breaths, awaiting what might be,
you are my waves you are my surf, come crashing into me.
With lightning’s flash the thunder rolls, it echoes through your heart,
the clouds they build, then near it grows, the storm’s about to start.
We are the storm, we build and grow, we thunder through the night,
you feel me all around you, as fantasies take flight.
Storms of deep desire, this craving gives no peace,
until our hearts are one, bound together in release.