Rain
I do the most
reading and lovemaking
when it rains
letting the smell arouse me
as the sound relaxes me
to feel as one
with flesh and Nature
Something in me grows
like the freshly watered buds
before blooms arrive
every time I
tap into the potential
of the torrential
downpour
of love.
Oh yes, I do
the most
dreaming
when it rains.
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