You make me feel like the rain
On a mild spring day
Raindrops cover the grass as they politely welcome them back onto their evergreen blades
You make your presence known
The nights approaching
You combat the sun with your storm of plight
The volume in your tears form puddles of opportunity
For men
Ready
To rescue damsels in distress with their overcoats
You overflow - Yet always deliver natures daily need
Your aura is best combined with Thelonious and Miles playing in the background
Setting the evening's tone
The cloudiness in the sky set the city asleep but the apartments alive
Your drizzle on the windowpane
Spark a plethora of passion
The downpour of your precipitation makes it easy to assume positions of penetration without much speculation
You open up flowers to full bloom in the stream of your darkness
Giving them room - to grow
To expand in your wetness
A delicate delicacy
Your shower caresses their petals - igniting a burst of floral fragrant bouquets
Your hail impacts the tulips the most
Her hands grip the edge of the King bed
He holds onto his Queen
I travel through his faint moans
High off your sound
I'm elated that you came for me
Covered me
Rained on me
Forming a liquid crown around his head
I want to reign with thee
You make me feel like the rain
On a mild spring day...
