dVerse Quadrille #132 (stream)

A forty-four word poem (plus title) written for dverse prompt of stream.

Pluvial Passion

Let me feel your kiss.
May your wet tongue lick.
Run into my eyes, down my face,
under my clothes,
over my body.

My passion, you pour copious streams
of love upon me.

Touch me where you can.

Where are you, my sweet Rain?

 

Look both ways for summer showers.
Mind the gaps between the drops.

28 thoughts on “dVerse Quadrille #132 (stream)”

  9. Excellent poem, Bill. I should have looked at the title a little closer as I was getting carried away in another direction. I feel the same way about rain and am really longing for it (along with every other life form in the area!)

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