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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required `, .‘ /// // ‘` Your Sweet Rain `’// /// ’ `’ `’`’ /// // ‘`,//// //// /// // ‘`,// ,//'./ · Unquenched, my thirst cries out for your sweet rain, for there's no other's who shall sate this thirst. Ope wide thy gate that I may drink again ... I crave from thee warm sips thou hath coerced. With thine sweet rain fill me until I burst ~ Moon, down in all your glory, shine o'er us ... pearl-glinted waves a'flow merge two as one these souls to e'er be bound with golden truss; soft, tender ties by loving hands were spun, and nevermore they're e'er to be undone. ·//`///,/ Strike, Eros, love's air in torrid flash; stir dark clouds, a most ferocious storm, send your winds in taunted, howling clash ... then, command all elements conform, that, we'll breathe your sultry atmosphere; moist, as dewdrops sweet upon the tongue, like a taste from joyous saline tear, or the silken flow lovemaking's sprung. Sing the songs of rain 'til they're all sung. // ‘`,// O' how I've dreamt and yearned your taste I lack tempest words to tell it. Never's been known such a sad waste and there's nothing can dispel it, but to receive my fill of you ... to sate this ever-thirsting pit, all from a spell I must pursue by every ploy within my wit. `, .‘ Come, show me your oasis ~ un-parch my thirst ~ at your well. Fill all my empty spaces, and release this arid spell. Let me partake thy graces, where I ever long to dwell and I feel my ardour swell. ,//'./ · To quell a man's dire need, a wondrous thing to do; for, always he'll concede his loyalty to you. With pitcher filled to brim give all you have to him. `/'·//`///,/ No better way known do I have to say, "If your man has flown, bring him back to stay, and ever atone // ‘`,// with your dear ways that he will know for all his days you love him so!" ,//'./ · Lover's task; You, I ask, "Fill my flask!" ·//`///,/ Champagne refrain ... `, .‘ "Rain!" /// // ‘`,//// //// /// ’ `’ `’`’ Rascal ©2012
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