The Rain

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Whenever it rains I get shivers in my spine. Sitting by the glass window watching the drops go by. I miss you was what I wrote hoping you would see my text message as soon as you woke. I am cold and alone. Wishing you were home.

Whenever it rains my body trembles just thinking of what we could do. Me plus you, simple equation for you. Pleasure would be the game and both of us would be winners.

Whenever it rains is when I need you most. To tell you I love you and always want you close.

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