It rains, Beloved....
The dripping of the rain is like the cool kisses of your mouth....
I faint beneath the rapture of your lips.
Be no longer tender.
Cover me with frenzied kisses -even as I would drench my body in the cruel torrents of the rain.
Envelop me from throat to ankle in delirium intolerable....
D.
Siempre lloveremos ....
Gracias
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