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Morning Rain
When you reach for me, you can feel the flame
It's hot, the heat untamed
But my lips, they taste your name
I just want to be your morning rain
Would you lay down for me to take you
Gently soak, invigorate you
With passionate drops, soothe and wake you
Oh, I yearn to be your morning rain
Feel the wet upon your skin
As my body breathes you in
Search for lust that hides deeper than you've been
Taste the flow of morning rain
Droplets left on you trace paths of your ventures
And lead the way to discover treasures
A master of the map of pleasures
As you navigate through the morning rain
Now my heart can pour onto your soul
While you encourage all loss of control
I'll water nature that longs to grow
The tender touch of morning rain
I'll devour nectar you've been saving
And satisfy this strong craving
I've been anxious, impatiently waiting
To feel you in the morning rain
Because there's so much to gain
When there's no need to refrain
Intertwined bodies speak the same
Luscious language of the morning rain
Embrace encapsulates warm temperature
While we wear the sweet petrichor
In afterglow we reminisce together
Anticipating fall of night rain
It's hot, the heat untamed
But my lips, they taste your name
I just want to be your morning rain
Would you lay down for me to take you
Gently soak, invigorate you
With passionate drops, soothe and wake you
Oh, I yearn to be your morning rain
Feel the wet upon your skin
As my body breathes you in
Search for lust that hides deeper than you've been
Taste the flow of morning rain
Droplets left on you trace paths of your ventures
And lead the way to discover treasures
A master of the map of pleasures
As you navigate through the morning rain
Now my heart can pour onto your soul
While you encourage all loss of control
I'll water nature that longs to grow
The tender touch of morning rain
I'll devour nectar you've been saving
And satisfy this strong craving
I've been anxious, impatiently waiting
To feel you in the morning rain
Because there's so much to gain
When there's no need to refrain
Intertwined bodies speak the same
Luscious language of the morning rain
Embrace encapsulates warm temperature
While we wear the sweet petrichor
In afterglow we reminisce together
Anticipating fall of night rain
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