Rain Dance

11 Jul


I imagine you dancing naked in the summer rain.

I am jealous of the water, running in bold, sensual, certain rivers over every curve, every line, every gorgeous inch of your exquisite skin. I am jealous of how it clings to you, caresses you, makes you shine like a goddess.

And yet I am also so impossibly thirsty for it. I am a parched man in a hot desert of desperate desire. I want to drink it, to lick it, to suck it up, to gulp it down, to imbibe it, to consume it, to swallow it.

And to taste you in every single delicious drop.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this in July last year. It is raining today.

Art by Steve de la Mare



Posted by on July 11, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life


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6 responses to “Rain Dance

  1. newriter67

    July 11, 2017 at 5:57 pm

    Quivers all over..

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Love it Now

    July 11, 2017 at 7:01 pm

    I won’t let my imagination follow your words😊 , lovely and spicy

    Liked by 1 person

  3. dievca

    August 18, 2017 at 2:05 pm

    This is the rain I enjoyed this morning.

    Liked by 1 person


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