The porch step, rugged against my lotioned palm.
My pinky inching to be one centimeter closer...

She awaits for her prince charming,
to come galloping down the trail...

My heart spills like the water falling around me.
Thunderous clashes form inside our bodies...

Eyes that hold secrets stare at me.
Like sun smoldering down, I cannot look...

Awaiting the awkward ride from your house to mine,
nervousness builds up and takes control of my...

The rain would poor.
The sun would fall...

The wind whistles loudly in my ear,
as the scent of lust drifts away...

Black. Engulfs my eyelids into oblivian.
Searching for something other then this...

I'm searching for a missing fellow,
he has escaped my thoughts tonight...

When the thunder came roaring,
there you would always be...

Fetal position, in the bed she lays,
twirling her finger in her birds nest...

Disappearing into a summer's dusk,
she waits; broken in the fresh breeze...