Making Love In the Rain
Sometimes
I wonder
Do you think of me?
I lie
So silently
Tears streaming down slow
Never
Have I loved
As strongly as now
I always forget I'm better at hiding than I realise
I expect people to see right through me,
I'm terrified of what they'll think
I'm especially terrified of you.
You should be able to read me like a book
When you don't, I'm amazed
When I told you, you looked like I'd slapped you
My world
It has changed
I was in your arms
Briefly
We melted
Lying in the rain
Your head
On my chest
Isn't a burden
I want you to wrap your arms around me
I want to feel your scruff on my cheek
I want to run my fingers through your hair
I want to make love in the rain.
You are the scariest thing that's happened
We should be lying next to each other
We should be sharing our art
Your song
My book and
My philosophy
We should
Leave this place
Find a safe venue
I would
Follow you
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Copyright © Rachael Patterson | Year Posted 2012
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