Rain rain Come Clean Again....

The rain

Brings out desires

Of the wet drops

Slithering down the spine

Touching the crevices

Of desires and lust

Bringing out the worst

In the dirty shell

Bringing out the best

In the tarnished soul

Touch me with drops

Of your loveIn mouth full of saliva

Which desires

The shortest distance

Betwen my soul to yours

Lips to lips

While tongue of lust

Gropes in the desires

Of your soul

Rain Rain

Wash out the lust in me

And cleanse my soul

With desireless

Wetness

Between entwined legs

And writhing souls

Fighting for a space

In the chaos

That is mind

Om Namah Shivaya

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