Rain

I hear the rain on the roof. We have thunderstorms tonight and I am thinking of you.
The sound of the water, the music of the thunder.
I remember you naked and without your glasses.
I remember you.
I remember your sex.
I dream of you and stormy nights sleeping in your arms.
It rains and is so relaxing.
I remember you.

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