The storm is coming
in its sweet warmth
sticky with humidity
moist yet tender
seducing the sky
with the darkness
kissing everything with rain
that drips down my legs
as I stand in a puddle of sex.
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1 comment:
I enjoyed your metaphor usage here. I never thought of an approaching summer storm as courting the skies and the "intercourse" resulting in rain...very nicely done.
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