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Kiss The Rain
I hear the whisper of the clouds as they burst
Showering me with silver globules, gently
The earth lets out a sigh at its appeased thirst
Crystal clear droplets stream down my neck slowly
Touching to soothe skin and all of my senses
Moistening lips as I ease my defenses
Submerging the soul to cleanse the emotion
My lips kiss purity of nature's potion.
22/02/2013
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