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Poetry: When the Rain Comes

Poetry: When the Rain Comes

I want to be with you

Legs wrapped around your waist, arms

Around your shoulders, lips

Pressed gently against your neck, eyes

Closed... I trust you. 

I trust that you

Will keep me.

The sound of the wind echoes harshly 

And anxiety ignites war inside my chest

Excuse me, if I tremble

Forgive me, if I hold too tightly

I may flinch at the sight of lightening 

At the crashing of thunder but please...

don't let go. Hold on so that we

Release together

Let my hands find yours, my

Nails etch love into your palms until 

Pain becomes pleasure and you

Become a permanent fixture in the

Depths of me, My love threatens to run like 

a stream in the desert 

Forging a path from my center, from 

The hidden places within me, from

The places only you can feel, from

The places only you can see

Explore my darkness, let the

Warmth of me surround you like

sunrise after the longest midnight

Tell me it's okay to 

Push back

Into you, until we become one and our

Breaths escape our bodies,

Turn my head slightly so that you

Can see my tears, I'll 

Hold your gaze

Don't look away, I'll 

Arch my back just

Pull me closer, I'll 

Clench your hands and whisper...

She's yours.

And with this... give in 

To the sweet violence

inside me 

Walls contracting 

Our hearts racing

Running parallel towards destiny

This love will be wild

Love, like a storm

But as long as

I'm with you

I'll be ready 

When the rain comes.

 

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