Parallel lines to a lover

Exotic
With every nightfall
The murmur of surf from your soft breath

Sensual
From fingertips to mouth
The way rivers run slow to the sea

Dynamic
In a sudden cloud burst
The scent of summer storms on your skin

Magical
How your voice arouses
And the wind lifts a whirl of spent leaves

For my MTB prompt “A Lover as Second Nature” we are writing in the unryhmed poetry style of Karan Naidu’s Parallelogram de Crystalline of four tercets with 3,6,9 syllabic count. Its set theme is of a lover described with reference to nature,