Lust, Or a New Beginning

As rain falls hard on the ground I think of you in your 90s flannel shirt and tight pants and your barefeet with painted nails standing in the rain. I think of your beautiful face that looks like summer and your body shaped like winter. The rain drips off of your body like a waterfall meant for heaven. You are an angel to me gifted with beauty. I can see heaven in your eyes. I love the way you act, your free will, and love for life. I want you to love me, girl and be mine. Your hair, long and dark it flows like rich homemade wine. I also love your southern way of life. I will never hurt you.