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A stranger
caught in a downpour
seeks canopy
under my umbrella.

Droplets gathered
on your blistering skin,
glistening in the sunlight.

What I would do to
lick you dry.

I would just love to
taste them as they fall
along with the sweat
that collects on your neck.

My tongue would bring
your flesh to a boil,
sizzling desire.

I soon come to realize
you're not the only one
that’s wet.