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After The Rain

Dark curls cascading down

On skin pale and bare

Falling falling

Arms,lips, mouth, heart

Leaning in

Gathering, gathering

Eyes colliding in open space

With no escape

Holding, Holding

The creek after the rain

Long over-due

Rushing, Rushing

White foam spilling over

In song an dance

Gushing, gushing

Spring’s first kiss fresh on flesh

And baby’s breath

Sighing, sighing

Under the covers

Feet meet and greet

In our world

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