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Apr 2013
The rain pours down on this tin roof.
I love the sound, and being here with you.
I've never opened up this fast, you're reeling me in now.

And I'm not asking for all your trust, right up front.
I'm just hoping for a little bit of give, a little bit of fun.
Take it easy, take it slow, don't get too serious, but don't let me go.

I've never been so vulnerable, then with my heart on my sleeve in your embrace.
Skin to skin, sin to sin.
You're opening up and I'm letting you in.
You see me now, with open eyes. The daring look says Hold Me Tight.
Clothes hit the floor, the thunder rolls and I'm caught here under you.
Dark silhouettes of freckled skin. What a wonderful view.
I breathe you in, two short gasps, you feel it too, don't let this pass.
Lightning shows quick clips of your face, I say goodnight, say goodbye.
But I'll be back just for you, to hear the rain on this tin roof.
Brittany Jackson
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Brittany Jackson  TX
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