Masked Maidens' Poetry Parlor

"Raindrop Kisses”


A hard hours work,
mowing the lawn that is.
Sweat mingling with dusty air,
leaving a thin filmy layer on all exposed skin.

Energized yet exhausted muscles
burn and bulge so firm.
Constricting as the hose water washes away all evidence.

Kiss me sun,
warm me,
caress me,
bless me.

Muscles quiet, and heartbeat slows.
Thoughts of you come as I doze.
Thunder breaks and shakes with a pounding commanding cry.
It couldn’t be, black clouds don't look that nearby.
Must have been of my dream.

Little raindrops cool my hot skin.
Stirring something from deep within.
But it can’t be what it may seem,
Must have been of my dream.

Drops caress my body,
as though they were my lovers lips.
Kissing my tender breast,
my longing groin , my wanting hips.

Lovers raindrop kisses,
bathing my body along with the sun.
Dreams of your loving touch,
comparable to none.
Raindrop kisses cooling my skin.
Making my heart and body sizzle,
with animal yearnings from deep within.
Hungry desire, deep burning fire, lusting inferno...
Ecstasy raging, building ,and wanting to blow..

Come to me my darling, my love
Drench me, quench me with your raindrop kisses from above.


KT 1999
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