Monday, April 6, 2009

Raining on Sunday

Rain is pouring down
The thunder rolls in the heavens above
Lightening strikes the ground
Beauty and fiery combined

Opening my eyes
They set upon you
Your hand softly brushes my curls away
As you pull me close

Laying in your arms
Wrapped up in the blankets
Here is where I want to be
Memories are to be made

Passionate kisses begin to form
Your touch brings me alive
Our legs are intertwined
The softest of moans are heard

This moment stands still
As lovers unite
Giving myself to you
Our bodies move in rhythm with the
Claps of thunder above

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