Clouds of Passion

In the sky of movement, of magical forms, figures of art, that take over the horizon

Above the Appalachian mountain tops the topaz blue of a cut diamond appears 

I look into your eyes and I find love, I find myself in shear linen, and satin bows

I smile at your face, as it takes me to a place, where we run in the nude, and we laugh

We prance, like deer in heat, and then we find a cloud that is dripping with rain

Underneath we go bare, and we are drenched with showering lust, lavender scents

Are filled in the surrounding, and I hunger for your touch, your tender words, upon my breasts

Clouds of passion, make me tingle in my inner self, and make me act out, on the outside, with talents I have never known

You bring me to my knees, as I see a rainbow, above, as the dragonfly shakes his tail, I find myself laying next to you

And the passionate way you make me feel inside, is heaven sent, from the highest cloud in the sky

I will fly with you, on the eagles neck,  across the ocean, across the lakes that ripple with wave, until we float away

Into the valley of a native land, where we will bring life to a new sensation, where the wild stallion will gallop 

And we find our eyes reflecting our past, and the present will be ours for the taking