Wet Kisses
September 29th, 2009 | 
Author: Originally posted on July 1, 2007 on DeviantArt
It starts with a cold drop
It stings your skin, and warms to your touch
Then the second one falls and touches your skin
Warming instantly
The rain begins to fall, soft and slow
He spots your grin, returns it tenfold
He knows
He pulls you close
You look up to the summer sky
Relishing the moment, as the sky opens up and pours down
He brings his hand up and guides you to him
Lips touch
Tongues entangle
Raindrops run down your arms
No longer stinging, but melting with his touch
His wet kisses
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