On Rainy Days
On rainy days, it's cold and dark.
Fires blaze, where warm hearts spark.
Blankets close, and hands, they clasp.
As breathless sighs, conveys each gasp.
Oh, that each moment filled with lust.
As raindrops fall upon the dust.
To see the magic, in your eyes.
As we kiss ties to yester, bye.
Hold me close, and don't let go.
And whisper words, I want to know.
Feel the heat, between us burn.
And chart a course, but not to yearn.
On rainy days, come drink from me.
And taste my love, so you will see.
How pure and free, oh flower, mine.
I give to you.
So come and dine.
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