No matter how hard you try,
you can't stop the rain pouring outside,
Just like you can't prevent the tears from
streaming out of your pretty eyes.
And I pray that the rain never ceases to fall
in between your thunderous thighs

It's the moistness of your beloved eyes that always
captivates me, the flavor your cherry that
first pinched my cheeks to my own surprise.
It wasn't just the peaches I wanted to savor,
but that initial taste that left me craving for another bite.

Your mesmerizing twirls ignite a whirlwind
of emotions within me, as if a tornado is brewing.
I find myself captivated by the thought of you,
eagerly awaiting the downpour of affection,
envisioning you through my eyes.
And oh, how could I ever erase the memory
of your touch, the sensation of your skin, and
those trembling lips that held my sights.

If I were to shower you with my love,
could you grasp onto it regardless of its size?
To have you lying beside me, as the mere
sight of you ignites something within me to rise.
I could become your towering mountain, while you
become my flowing river, forever by my side.

                 I hope you won't mind?