Wholesome Living
I welcome the prospects
Of a thunderstorm
Watching the tree leaves
As they fight and squabble
In the wind.
I yearn to stand in the rain
Twist my neck
And taste the droplets; tasteless
Tear drops crying
Rapping on my window pane
Deep into the night
“Let us in!”
As I sleep their torture away
Oh, I dream long
Of coffee
Perhaps, a play of sexual pleasure
Before the sun returns, tomorrow
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