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To Love In The Summer Rain

 

 

Dew soaked blades

Succumbed

To the morning rain  

Surrendering

To reveal our bodies

As one

Skin glistening

 A simmering cocktail

Of raindrops and sweat

 

Bathing in the petrichor

We reached the summit

Closing my eyes in glory

Bottling the scent deep within

Opening them to find you

Gone

 

 

 

 

fantasylove

◄ Ode To Eva

MH17 ►

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Tommy Carroll

Mon 21st Jul 2014 21:54

...the scent of the rain- here again, a scent to mix with the antique aroma of flesh

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Rose Casserley

Sat 19th Jul 2014 20:47

re your last commentario-I shan't be able to get my swollen rag headed cranium out'ut door now-ha!


Thanks M'lady.x

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Ged the Poet

Fri 18th Jul 2014 17:22

Succumbed, surrendering, reaching summits....
Superb!

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Nigel Astell

Fri 18th Jul 2014 15:43

This was a moment you captured in a powerful emotional poetic voice - - -I will park my wit firmly behind

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Rose Casserley

Fri 18th Jul 2014 10:21

mmmmm.....really sensuous Helen.x

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Nigel Astell

Thu 17th Jul 2014 14:56

Two minutes left on the car parking meter I suspect.

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