throw away that damned umbrella…

to part the silken petals of

lifes secret wants regained

and drink from fountain sweet in youth

with seas of love-lost rains

and feel with fingers soft in skin

but strong in lovers grip

that trace that trail tight and firm

with fingers mouth and hip

and in loud moment of glory come

of whetted dream release

i wrap warm arms around you tight

and pray the world to cease.




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