Ode to my love!

My love, why are you late?

I have been desperately waiting for

your cool, refreshing arms to

wrap me,  calm me,

soothe the scorching arms

that have been bruising my every soul.

Oh love, why are you playing with me?

Am aching for those moist lips to kiss mine

to ever release those burning desires

that have left me sleepless and

countless night dreaming

about your sexy body in my laps.

Oh love, you are making me crazy.

Oh ¬†baby one more time, please….

Please rain…

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