walkin in the rain

 I dream of you walking with me in the


down a fair country


 with my arm around

you ,

 and yours around me

too ,

 and your clothes

 wet ,

 tranparent like flimy


 clinging to your body like a second skin ,

stretched tight and


  a mist of vaporing


from swaying treetops,

 shroud us in a mystic cloud of


the mode set for a


There’s lil beauty in the rain


cleansing and pure like a


maybe we match from,



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