It's really more
like a thunderstorm when you fall. A rumble starts from beneath your
feet and it jumps to your chest. Now your heart beats a bit faster
and you breathe deeper. You want to sit closer, stay longer. Another
human begins to consume you, your thoughts, your feelings, completely
consume you. And you allow it, willingly, you desire to be consumed,
body and soul by this person. Storms pour water around you and it
feels like a light spring shower. Take me. Your love is now in my
pores, in my blood.
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