Doldrums

[UberWilhelm]

The tempest has finally weakened,
remnants of the storm lingering
in the open-air room.

Hard flesh is kneaded to softness
as anger and doubt briefly yield
to tenderness and desire.

The proverbial calm returns too soon
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
for a favorable wind to blow.

Hi cj.

I like the imagery and it's use for what I feel is a metaphor for sex, but there is one thing I am confused on. The line "as anger and doubt briefly yield.....", why anger? I can see doubt as most people are self conscious about sex, but anger? Other than that I liked it. Full of emotion and passion. Of course I would be way off target here but that is what I got out of it.