The heavy rain falls swift and stark,
On these hills, the wheeling lark
And sodden sparrow sing in the dark,
As the sea falls from the sky.

The wind blows strong, the trees all hiss,
The arrows strike an icy kiss
The water drowns in anguished bliss,
As the sea falls from the sky.

I pity him with no place to hide,
But wet, in frozen arms abide
A spark against this fearsome tide
As the sea falls from the sky.

You remind me of wet socks
and November mornings.
A bitter sensation
that leaves me begging
to peel you off my soaked feet.
You overwhelm me.

A body with a body
Makes a hot combination

Flesh rubbing against each other
Makes a lasting sensation

How can you do this to me?
How can you make me feel like this?
Those questions are distracting me
Aside from your lips,
tongue,
and even hips.

Now you're telling me,
With eyes closed and mouth opened
You're wet,
Like a kid in the rain
And a mermaid in the sea

Yes darling,
You're a dazzling beauty right now
With that messy hair of yours,
How can someone fight the temptation
that is you?

Two passionate souls
Becoming one
Stars are the witnesses
Of our everlasting love.

The days go by...
I really dont know why...
Is any of it worth it?
These humid wet dark days...
Shall I forfeit?
You're promise of hope,
gone with the uncaring wind...
You leave me standing, wondering...
Is any of it worth it in the end?

He’s too scared to ask me to dance
He thinks I will let him down.
I wish he would take a chance
Just ask me to dance
Here, now, standing in the rain
But we just stand there
Gaping like fools.
While water’s collecting in pools,
Then finally he grabs my hand
And spins me quickly around.
It’s so sweet, our first dance.
Dripping, soaking wet
Love does make you see things.
So now I know it wasn’t him but me.
He wanted to dance, but I was scared.

The hour is slim!
the time to entwine
with her
and with advantage
inhale
the heavy offering
from between the jaws
of her open thighs.

Persephone's tasty flesh
renders her cleft
of wet truth-
she can slake this thirst-
can assuage my ache
when, enthralled against
the serpent earth,
with legs knotted,
we lay tangled
in ancient ruin.

words and foto  Tommy Carroll
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i want to know everything you feel when we're together
i want to know if you love the rain
or if you abhor it
but it doesn't matter
i will still drag you outside during a storm to dance with me
no rain jackets, no shoes, no cares
nothing but our feet, hands, and souls making splashes
and soaking ourselves
in the moment

Some people feel the rain.
Others,
they just get wet.

Red paint dries on a tissue
Slowly
The same rush hue
Glazes imperceptibly
Gently losing shine
And carefully dulls without change
And softly hardens until dry,
When you can touch it without fear
of red fingers, red clothes, red smears
But still, wasted paint on a tissue
Will be thrown away without notice
And still dry red.