A  Crime of Passion

Dark skies approach from the West
Tornado warning now in effect
Safe room is their best bet

The locked door holds them captive
Blankets and sheets got them shackled
Let the disorderly conduct begin

Handcuffs, whips and chains
Just a few of their favorite weapons
He’s not afraid of foreplay

He awaits the opening of his favorite dessert shop
Where fresh cherry pies
Eyes him in the face

Tongue prime & ready…
Ready to taste & lick
He sucked until her cherry pop

Earth shattering tremors. No holding back, creamy cornucopia
A downpour of showers as he takes her to utopia
Screams masquerading as thunder

Positions shift with the wind pattern. Reflexes relaxed.
She devours his hard chocolate like it’s her last meal
Payback is a bitch

Wind knocking against the walls
Lightning seems to get closer
Then a loud click goes off

His manhood locked and loaded
He made her assume the position
And punished her for stealing his heart

The way he pounded her with his nightstick
Should be a crime
“Assault with a Godly weapon”

Their bodies floating on clouds
Formed from their wetness
Ready to shower down
To release their final tension

He made her see eternity
Vision of love purity
Left her with clarity
He rescued her from a life of disparity

They both should be indicted
For the inferno they ignited
But the painful pleasure was requited
So there are no victims here

After a peaceful slumber, they wake
Eyeing a dismantled space
Walls with holes, floors with
Debris that once had a place

They looked out the window
No damage was surveyed
It should be a crime...the only place destroyed
Was the place where they laid