a single kiss, and they kiss again. He slowly lays her down and looks upon the beauty. She knowingly looks at him, and there is a single beat of a drum in the distance. a cool breeze becomes hot and sticky in the passion of the afternoon sun. Slowly he cuts away her clothes, and she, his. Somewhere , deep in the heart of the jungle, a drum beat can be heard. Several rain drops fall as he pulls himself to her, and her back arches to him. The sound and feel of rain and a building wind create a sense of mystical being. And, the beat of a drum moves closer, through the trees of it's jungle. Thunder rolls off the dark clouds, but, even with her head thrust back and the rain in her eyes, she does not hear it. The wind tosses her hair endelssly as it makes love to the air. He kisses every inch of her body and lightning strikes and thunder crashes and the wind whips forever. Suddenly, she settles back to gaze into his eyes which light up in the darkness, and the drum beats in their hearts in a rythm. The wind dies down and the storm blows over and they lie there in the afternoon sun and rest.
Reason for writing:
you figure it out. I do need some suggestions for a name though.
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