on a rainy day
love needs no shelter
and the raindrops sink into this bare skin.
to the wetness of a sea of sentience
beneath a pink sky
he straddles the supple mound between
and rocks to the rhythm of passion
heated from the sky
waiting for the explosion of my soul
open and free, etched in desire
and no fear.
A whispered endearment, a moment of tension
then a smile. . .
Release.
Thank you, Love.
© Copyright 2008 Nicole Terry ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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