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I wished my words were like the rain
that falls upon you, drenches deep all the feelings that arise in me And allow my heart to feel. For I would soak you upon my dreams tingle against your skin till the goose bumps rise and hold the ecstatic moment forever, I would be the drenching mist that would consume you in the morning soak your body upon my desire tease you to the building storm And ravish you to my thunder. This my love is all of me to hold you upon that constant need that your form, mind and heart so longs That mine cannot help but be. Alisdaire O'Caoimph
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