Flavored Rain
Beauty's origination.
An African proclamation.
proverbs, wise words
A Mayou Angelou
poem unheard
You're the recurrence
of sweet dreams
that fall from heaven
and form chocolate streams.
Light after night
as autumn takes flight
Your silence I want to know
your moans I want to hone
With you, I can grow
molding my soul
like Demi Moore in Ghost.
Touch my body like pottery
move my spirit poetically
I have a love I want to show you
a tale to pen for you
It's sexy how you're reading me
Accepting soft eruptions
with no interruptions.
Come talk to me
as I bathe in your
vanilla rain.
Whisperings that linger
long after midnight.
Love by moonlight.
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