Sensuality.

I can hear the rain on my roof
and little droplets on my skin.
I can see the lightning flash and hear the thunder boom
but the only sounds I want to hear
are the bed sheets twisting beneath you.
I want to hear your heavy panting,your pleas for me to come back to bed.
And as I stare at the rain that slides down our window
I feel your arms around me.Like you're protecting me from something I don't see.
Tired and thoughtful,I'm dragged back to bed
where we cuddle and kiss and whisper sweet nothings.
I can feel your breath slow down as it creeps against me neck
and the sensuality you make me feel
I'd think you're Sensuality yourself.

And every morning you wake up
with that goofy grin on your face.
And we dance under smooth,light blue sheets
we start all over again.
Friendly arguments and stolen kisses are what I live for now
and that sensuality I feel in you
that could make a Lion meow.