Fantasy Love

Grey clouds roll in from the north,
Filling the sky with a darkness,
As I stand amongst the trees,
Feeling your hands surround my waist.
I turn and smile.

We watch in amazement,
As the lightning and thunder,
Can be seen and heard,
Lightning, beautifully stretches across the sky.
Thunder, booming with our heartbeats.

Our skin caressing one another,
Our fingers intertwined,
As we lay down upon the grass,
I lean back into your arms,
As the thunder barks.

Lightning strolls across the sky,
As my head turns and we embrace in a kiss,
Feeling your soft hand cover me,
As the clouds had covered the sky,
With it's warmth and persuasion.

Laying against your chest,
Moving my fingertips along,
Your beautifully chocolate skin,
The closeness we feel,
Is more than words can describe.

Our love as strong as the lightning bolt,
Our passion as sweet,
As the smell of rain,
Our emotions moving,
Towards one another, becoming one.

A raindrop falls upon my face,
As I look around realizing I was daydreaming,
The thunder pounds as the lightning sprouts,
Across the sky in a shape of a heart,
With the clouds spelling your name.

A smile fills my face,
As I stand in the grass,
With raindrops trinkling down my face,
Smelling the sweet scent,
Of the rain fulfilling our love.



© May 17, 2000 by LeAnn Upshaw