making love in the rain
water dripping on lips
nails digging into wet skin
the feeling of pleasure
...
A moment in time that will always last.
A million and one words squeezed into a fraction of a second
Years of precious memories and sweet nothings whispered
Uttered against forever winds and swept out into the universe
...
Why can't yesterday be today
So I go to the place we met
Hoping to find you someday
...
The day started the night before
Runny nose, watery eyes, sneezing
Burning throat, congested nasal passages
Painful swallowing
...
They taught me manhood like a hymn:
Stand tall. Swallow feeling. Never bend.
I wore my father's shadow like a crown,
Learned strength was measured in the sound
...
There is a quiet,
devastating curfew
happening in our mouths.
We don't notice it at first.
...
We were acting in unison
not as kids
wanting more
but as young men
...
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Love Making
making love in the rain
water dripping on lips
nails digging into wet skin
the feeling of pleasure
the guidance of pain
screams an moans
scrapes nibbles and bites
water beating on naked skin
passion lust all but pleasure
gripping intense in this weather
names being whispered not heard
steam being rising from the heat
only standing on two feet
eyes in deep concentration
breathing rough an intense
backs upon walls looking above
oh what a joy for this maybe
making love to you
whiles the rain drench our bodies