The rain,
Dripping past my cheeks
Slowly slithering
And melting into the damp clothes
Shivering and melting all in one.
Oh what a beautiful Sunday that was,
Lying in your arms
And tears of rejoice now being met with your lips.
Soft sweet kisses,
Slow harmonious motion,
And the pure exhilerating climax.
But it's over now,
And I'm still stuck in that moment,
Forever in that moment.

04/20/2002

Posted on 04/20/2002
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