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wet grass


heavy rain runs
through my hair
down my face
my neck
streaming
between
my breasts

nervous fingers
trace the storm

I am
cold
wet
amused

your eyes
reflect
a deeper
force

I open

a dripping
rose

allowing
you
to soak
me to the
bone


wet earth
wet bodies
warm love

the past
fades
the future
shines

like wet grass
in the sun

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  • chills gold member
    March 9

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    Wow! Is all I can think of to say. This reminds me of a couple of things I have written..... applause K!