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LIKE RAIN LIGHTLY LINGERING
I wonder why love comes so naturally with you
Like picking flowers or a languid afternoon stroll,
Reveries of the softness of your touch warming my depths
As the warmth of the sun on Dahlias in the spring,
The memory of the fragrance of you fresh from the taking
As the aroma of flowers bruised from the picking,
The memory of the softness of your caress fading
As moisture upon the earth after a gentle rain.
Sometimes I think of you deliciously
The memory of your kiss lingering on my lips
As a delicate after dinner wine
Lightly savored with sated breath,
Your softness still loitering on my lips
As rain lightly lingering on petals of a flower,
Your breath softly strewn on my whiskers
As hot dew clinging to leaves of grass.
I love the memory of your voice whispering
Emotions surrendered to the universe,
As the whispering of a cool breeze
On a field Lilacs in the wonder of bloom,
The delight of fanciful feelings
Rendered by the merest caress,
An embrace gently bestowed,
Lingering longingly, long beyond your touch.
