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Summer Storm

Summer Storm

This weightless feeling of love holds me up

Like a rain-grey cloud
So

I


Never



Fall.

The pure bliss of a warm summer rain dripping to my skin

Soaks into me the way your touch melts into mine.
Pushing



Away




The



Cold.
The cinnamon sweet smell of a rain soaked desert releases the beauty

Of the land the way your eyes reveal the beauty in you.

The

Rain


Pours




Down
As your love encompasses my heart.





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