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RAIN SWEAT AND HEAT
As the rain beats against the window pane as the thunder shoots through the darken skies of the night here we lay as our minds manifest the deepest thoughts of us awaking the depth of our souls, gripping our spirits from deep within teasing our minds to submission of the secret thoughts from this moment of us in each other arms after we made passionate love through the sounds of the rain as it falls against the window pane.
For as we lay here in each others arms as we stare deep into each others eyes as the eyes are the keys to unlocking the depth of the soul of souls for as we lay here exhausted from the sweat and heat that our bodies made through the sounds of the falling rain, for lets just hold one another close skin against skin as we let our hands and finger tips travel across our bodies outlining every inch of our bodies feeling every spot of skin of our flesh as the sweat pours from our pores.
For let us embrace this tranquil quiet moment of us and the sounds of the rain hitting against the window pane for let me kiss your sweet soft lips and taste the flavor of your tongue against mine as they dance a private song, for let me touch you in places that stimulate your inner soul as I whisper softly within your ear how much I love you from the depth of my spiritual soul for lets make this our fantasy dream of sensual craving whenever the rain falls against the window pane in the heat of the night of rain sweat and heat.
For as we lay here in each others arms as we stare deep into each others eyes as the eyes are the keys to unlocking the depth of the soul of souls for as we lay here exhausted from the sweat and heat that our bodies made through the sounds of the falling rain, for lets just hold one another close skin against skin as we let our hands and finger tips travel across our bodies outlining every inch of our bodies feeling every spot of skin of our flesh as the sweat pours from our pores.
For let us embrace this tranquil quiet moment of us and the sounds of the rain hitting against the window pane for let me kiss your sweet soft lips and taste the flavor of your tongue against mine as they dance a private song, for let me touch you in places that stimulate your inner soul as I whisper softly within your ear how much I love you from the depth of my spiritual soul for lets make this our fantasy dream of sensual craving whenever the rain falls against the window pane in the heat of the night of rain sweat and heat.
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