Rain

Strolling along country roads with you.
It starts to rain, it begins to pour.
We’re soaked to our bones and skin
my heart is dancing within
I didn’t know that you were longing for me this much
and you know what would happen when we touch

Now I feel the warmth of your hand in mine.
Suddenly I feel a shiver running up my spine
while I hear the echo of our laughter in the rain,
your smile makes the sunshine waiting in vain
because in your presence nothing can stand
not even me although you are holding my hand

After a while we stop under the old oak tree
I turn to you and before I can ask if you want it too
you are sweet kissing me under that old oak tree
I can hear the beat of the rain on the leaves
softly I breath,
drink and take it all in
now everything around us starts to spin
We are making love under stormy skies
with nothing to warm us up then the gaze of our eyes
and your radiant smile

Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else. 

George Bernard Shaw

REO Speedwagon – Keep On Loving You |Live|

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Seeking

I was seeking the ripeness of your mind
Sucking on the memories we left behind
Lost while diving for the keys to your emotions
Oh, sail with me to the sweetest of sweet oceans
Now – breathing the consciousness of my soul’s indecency
Flowing on waves of Ecstasy

I was seeking the purest of pure desire
Craving your thrusting fire
Tenderly touching awakening senses
Oh, fly with me to the lust of luscious dances
Then – drinking the passion we have in store
Slipping your beacon into the deepness of my shore

I was seeking for a rendezvous with love
Agonizing awaiting for you rising from above
Gazing into the silent emptiness of a clean break
Oh, long with me for the oldest of old time sake
Finally – realize I had to fantasize about our memories too
Finding the pedestals of my heart dying, crying for you…

I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart so long.  If we’re in each other’s dreams, we can play together all night.

Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes

Skin on Skin

Skin on Skin
waves of passion like seas
way in, never out
exploring parts
The night swirls

Skin on Skin
Shy serenity
fingers weaving
Savor full waves of silk
Connecting of moments

Skin on Skin
Stolen whims of sunlight
Depthshile of words of his whisper
A breeze of sounds
The night skims
awash in dreams
Silky strands
mingle in the moon’s lights

Skin on Skin
Shapes traced
Endless embrace
Soothing fountain of
Warm rain tripping
Slipping
Oh,….Slipping
Slipping Skin on Skin

Deep – deepness of eyes
Lashes of tongues teasing sighs
Tranquilizing Skin
Skin of Skin
Skin
yours on mine