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Your kisses are a summer storm.
Thunder rumbles through my heart.
Lightning surges through my veins,
But the moist heat hangs in the air,
Dewing my skin, curling my hair.
Wet strokes like slanting raindrops,
I drink my fill, twirl in the wind,
Until only the soft patter of my breath is left.
Thunder rumbles through my heart.
Lightning surges through my veins,
But the moist heat hangs in the air,
Dewing my skin, curling my hair.
Wet strokes like slanting raindrops,
I drink my fill, twirl in the wind,
Until only the soft patter of my breath is left.
Another old poem from 10+ years ago that I've drug out of the closet after minor editing this time.
© 2013 - 2024 sioranth
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I really like this one, great imagery.