A DAY OF LOVE IN THE RAIN

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Poem #6 with Daniel Franklin

A day of Love In the Rain...

Clouds take control of the sky.
Rain begins to fall steadily.
But it is warm rain.
You and I stay out in the downpour.
Dancing happily
And playing in the rain like two innocent kids.
Having the time of our lives
Letting no rain damper our love
Instead of letting the steady rain be vigorous to our souls and love.
As I stop to hold you and lift you high
Looking into your pretty dark eyes
Then as I let you down, I share a wet warm kiss with you.
Rain splashes us as we kiss and kiss.
Warm wet kisses in a storm of rain
As we embrace tightly
Clothes soaked from the rain.
Telling each other we love each other.
Not letting anything ruin our day of love and time together.
Holding each other, the steam comes off our bodies and clothes.
As we are one
Loving
Living
Being us
Enjoying this love in the rain….

Daniel Franklin

Rain falling down soothing to our innermost depth
A romantic art of love soon to give us memories.
It will create tears to reminisce in the coming days.
What is laying ahead according to destinies?
Tears linger down to your face, and so do mine.
As for now, let's live this sweet love like grapes in a vine.
This rain we love stimulates our deepest love.
This rain of love blesses our loving hearts.
As we bath the rain, our spirits soar to the highest,
We kiss, we hug as we devote our love to the fullest.
As we embrace the deep joy of love in our hearts
We dance and shower under the rain on this day of love.

Helen Sarita

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