I wait
Watch
Mirror
You getting ready
Putting your pretty on
Hair
Purple lipstick
Dress
Sandals over tattooed feet
Ten
Twenty minutes
Waiting
Watching
what do you think?
No words
Walk over
Arm around waist
Dark clouds begin to form outside
Small of your back
Pull you closer to me
Breath on me
Your eyes are downward
Kiss you under your ear
Mixture of perfume & your hair
Lovely
Crackle from the SW
Day turns dark
Windows open
Lightning flashes across the room
Storm is here
Gentle drops at first
But it’s thick heavy drops
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Falling all about
Dress upon the floor
Hands upon hips
Teeth biting lips
And all that pretty
Over my body
Washing it away
***** & Clean
Springtime Thunderstorms