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Dancing In The Rain
Sitting outside
Watching a storm
Roll in from the distance
my hand clasped in His
As a slow song comes
Across the radio
i look to Him and smile
As He asks me to dance
With Him right there in our yard
As we get up and dance
The rain starts to fall
Holding each other close
As the rain comes down
Soaking us
Our bodies wet and dripping
As we move to the music
Nothing matters except
Being in each others arms
I would look into my fiance's eyes until we both look like a pair of cyclops. Our foreheads together, hers and mine. We dance to our happiness. I love my Jessica...I do.
Again, one of the centerpieces of your gallery, this poem is very successful. The implied double meaning of the last stanza also makes it conclusion (dare I say, "climax"?) very erotic.
Starward
Beautiful. I feel uplifted and light. Tears water my eyes picturing such a moment.
LaDarryl