THANK GOD FOR THE RAIN

An Appreciation and a Dedication

The first raindrops tap upon my bedroom window waking me out of my sleep. I rise out of bed to look past the curtains at the outside and the overcast sky above. Within minutes the grey moving clouds darken black triggering loud rumbling thunder and flashes of lightning.Anticipation.This is an exhilarating feeling.SHE is lying next to me still asleep unaware I am overwhelmed with ecstasy. I hover on top of her and gently begin to kiss the middle of her back. She is aroused and turns her head over to reveal more of her open neck. More tender kisses. I inform her that her neck is exactly three kisses long. She lets out a moan and a smile appears at the corner of her mouth.She is pleased to be touched again so soon...Drops of water rapidly increase against the widow.IT IS HERE.i love the rain.She reveals her naked body from under the sheets giving me an invitation to be touched again. I just want the taste of her body in my mouth. I dont tell her that but she sees the intentions on my face. There is no place in the world she is needed more than with me right now... inside I can hear waves of rain pounding against the house. Outside no one can hear the sound of two people making love. Kissing licking tasting touching. This is a primal and animalistic act we do that gives us both pleasure and pain. There are various words in different languages for what this is. I call it prayer. I think when we make love we are praying. Whether it's to God or some higher power we cant explain or to ourselves. We are thankful we are not alone.We are wanted and needed to serve our emotional needs. The person I am holding in my arms now I have prayed for all my life. I feel content. I feel grateful. I feel loved... The rain comes to an end. Every room in the house is quiet. The only signs of life in this home are the two of us breathing in bed. I love the rain. It is an aphrodisiac to my mind and body. She knows this and willingly embraces all my faults and idiosyncrasies. Although at the moment she is not up to date on tomorrow's forecast.Rain all weekend.

Author's Note

I just wanted to write something on a emotional level about how much i love the rain. Whether enjoying it from your front porch or watching it from a window it doesn't compare to being with someone you love when the rain compels you to stay in for the day

Reviews

[Farmgirl]

ahhhh Thunderstorms and the power that exhilerates from them by his hand .. Always tantilizing terrifying and mesmerizinf not to mention that yes they can even trigger deep moments of intimacy with thin the security safety needing and belonging to LOVE and all that it represents UNITY of its deepest !

[Luna Eclipse]

I don't write stories, so I am by no means one to truly give advice about writing them. What I can offer is suggestion based off opinion. I completely understood all that you were trying to express and bring out in this piece. I absolutely love that you said and called the rain an 'aphrodisiac.' For me that is where I would stem from. Expand on the imagery with sight and sound. have the rain play on the senses. I think it would really make this story pop even more. This is a good story and I enjoyed it. It has all the elements to grow into something fabulous.

[Brittany Defranco]

I find this amusing and enjoyable, Thank you again for writing this, keep on writing, I'm sure one day you'll write a book.

[Angel]

This is beautiful, nice job

[Jarrin]

This was the best thing I've read this summer. Well done.