Friday, October 22, 2010

The One With The Deluge Of More Than Just Rain.

Dear Lover,

It is raining.
I forgot my umbrella.
If you were here.
I would drag you outside.
So we could puddle jump.
And then you could carry me back home in your strong arms.
Or on your back.
Or over your shoulder.
Slapping my rear.


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