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lfae is so responsible for this. And the next one too. :p
All that talk about... clothes. Or the lack thereof. Or I should say, transparent clothing. ;p
The splatter of raindrops
are muffled
as the skies gather
and the heavens opened
in a torrential downpour.
The grounds soak
up the drops,
parched with thirst
and even the smallest pools
disappear quickly.
The smooth feel
of soft mud
against naked skin
gives way
to a multitude of sensations --
as the air turns electric.
A solitary finger
traces random patterns
in the rain --
drawing a path
through the condensation,
a mix
of sweet rain and
salty sweat.
A quiet lesson in topography
turns into intense study
of localized changes --
the shift into tighter, faster breathes
toss night and day
into a dizzying mass of confusion.
lfae is so responsible for this. And the next one too. :pAll that talk about... clothes. Or the lack thereof. Or I should say, transparent clothing. ;p
The splatter of raindrops
are muffled
as the skies gather
and the heavens opened
in a torrential downpour.
The grounds soak
up the drops,
parched with thirst
and even the smallest pools
disappear quickly.
The smooth feel
of soft mud
against naked skin
gives way
to a multitude of sensations --
as the air turns electric.
A solitary finger
traces random patterns
in the rain --
drawing a path
through the condensation,
a mix
of sweet rain and
salty sweat.
A quiet lesson in topography
turns into intense study
of localized changes --
the shift into tighter, faster breathes
toss night and day
into a dizzying mass of confusion.