The Sensation of the Rain

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As the Emerald City sheds her tears
There is no time for worries and fears
The rain as it falls across my breast
The siren's song that I know best.

I lift my face to the refreshing rain
Inside the desires will always remain
I keep in trust this sacred vow
I'll never stop feeling, I know this now.

This garden I sought and planted with care
As my desires overrun and perfume the air
My roses and vanilla with a beckoning hand
Naked and natural, so wet I stand.

The water courses over the curves of my flesh
It's purity and wantonness decadently mesh
I raise my arms above my head
By the music and fire I am always led

Can you feel this with me, the water on your skin
A feeling of Sensation, to which you are akin?
Dance with me, move with me, feel what feel
Taste what's inside of you, devour what is real!

The water pulls my hair across my back
The rivers of pleasure the lighting's crack
Still I dance and the sheer Sensation of it all
Winter, spring or summer, the lovely smell of fall.

I dance and I live in this miraculous place
The sensations of pleasure painted on my face
It is more than my body does merely sense
I've been lured by his gaze & returned to innocence.

In this place a new light and fire breathes in me
Feeling more with my spirit as a lusty banshee
Except my song heralds not the imminent departing
But lovingly ignites your passion as it's starting!

Be with me, in my Garden of Sheer Delight
Turn off your inhibitions and surrender the fight
No longer will you be fed with half spoonfuls of life
But to willingly sate desires, on the edge of knife...

The knife's edge is dogma, the Limitors of Passion
Freed from my shackles, empowered not for fashion
But inside this girl beats a heart fierce and true
Sharing my sensations with every one of you!

Be with me as I dance to celebrate your life
In the way that you would, with a husband or wife
But your prison, though beautiful has its own garden now
I give you the seeds and will show you how!

Be free with me! Dance with me!
In your own Garden today...
As I raise my voice for you
And I howl in this way!

My song is delicate and strong and is true
In your silence I will sing this enchantment for you.
As I dance in this place of Pure Pleasure each day
Remember this blog and live life this way!

I sink to the ground as this decadent rain slows
My body ripe in Sensation, see my face as it glows
My breath comes so warmly from the passion of this place
I will dance here for you, and imagine the smile on your face.

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