Doldrums

[SilverMire]

Going to jump in without having read previous crit - keeping a fresh mind, but sorry if I double up!

The tempest has finally weakened,
remnants of the storm lingering
in the open-air room. Room without a ceiling? Maybe you're aiming more for an "air-lock" feel, still air, rather than this "open" air.

Hard flesh is kneaded to softness
as anger and doubt briefly yield
to tenderness and desire. This stanza is pretty cliché to me. Try not to use broad, over-arching nouns, show this "anger" or "tenderness" instead. Doesn't add much to the metaphor either

The proverbial calm returns too soon So too much of this "calm" is a bad thing, I'm guessing.
and begins its cycle once more,
a stifling heat settling over bare skin.

They do not speak; they do not touch.
They simply lie in silence, waiting If they're not speaking, I'm guessing silence is assumed? Maybe I'm just being picky here. Or maybe there can be other sounds that heighten this perceived "silence", or lack of speech.
for a favorable wind to blow. [b]Nice light touch to end.

I really like what you're getting at, the fallout after an argument. Nice symmetry in terms of having four 3-line stanzas, but perhaps aim to link the words within them somehow - doesn't need to be full-blown rhyme, but maybe some sort of meter, slight-rhyme, syllable count, alliteration, assonance, really anything that can distance this just that little bit more from rearranged prose.

Thanks for the read! Hope this helps in some small way [/b]