By it dosent matter
Date: 2006 Mar 08
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tis the rain

as the rain kisses your flesh
in the open evening wind
bare of thought just sensation
the glory of its wetness
surcease to dry skin
there is glory in its coolness
to the fires raging within
damping down to embers
till your breath of heat is felt
heavens open for us
this night will never end
open arms surround us
tasting skin to skin
the night once so welcome cold
breathes of rampant flame
bathe we together
burning cares away
after all is slower
sweat replaced the rain
you and i together
softest sigh...