Poetry

Another rainy Florida night

Do you see me?
Standing a few feet away
In the downpour
My clothes cling to every curve
You see these thick thighs
Parted lips
Succulent hips
Breasts rising and falling
Cold, but warm
Wet
Begging to be held
Bitten
When the rain stops
Tears no longer hidden
Will you stay?

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