- Erotic Poetry
- Liquid Storm
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Sitting in the window,
staring at the rain.
Your voice it echoes in my head,
drowning out the train.
I shiver as the winter wind blows through the shallow panes.
I pull a blanket ‘round myself,
to warm my icy veins.
My blood heats up at thoughts of you,
memories of your embrace.
I shake my head, that can’t be real--
I’ve never seen your face.
I contemplate as thunder claps,
as lightning cracks the sky:
This liquid storm seems out of place,
not unlike you and I.
