Rain On Me

by Janaki Nagaraj


The wet windy spray
Chill in the air
Ignites the primal pain.
I feel your hands
Hugging me from behind
Can feel your breath
Against my neck
The smell of your cologne
Rough stubble on your chin
Causes the goose bumps
On my skin.
You tease
You play and
You arouse the sensations
Taking me to a trance like state.
Baby, I dance to your music
To your heartbeats;
As the rain pours down,
Making us wet, wet and more wet.

©Janaki Nagaraj 2011

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