What could be more hotter than a warm rainy day and you decide to go out and play. I’ve always fantasize about having sex in the rain? How would it feels? is it sensual as it seems. So that made me come up with the poem of the week Rain.
April showers and May storms make some people mad but it really turns me on. Rain is so unpredictable just like sex, you know it’s coming but you never know what your going to get. Some rain drops fall hard and some like to fall slow, sometimes a rain Storm ends to quick will other times it can flood your home. I love the rain I wish I had somebody to come out and play with me. Somebody who can make the rain fall over me. I love the soft and misty rain can you give it to me, I want it to flood me until I over flow like the sea. Man I wish I had somebody who wants to come out and play in the rain with me.
Greg
Comment made on March 4, 2009 @ 7:49 pm
Ah, what a sensual poem, right when I’m home alone n torrents of rain are interminably falling down outside of my window…wish we could play and lef out our emotions flow like the gushing waters of this beautiful rain!!!