It seems the day will be barren
Until I met this lady,strange looking indeed
She looked troubled and stressed
It looks like she had lost something
Can't find my phone,she complained
I offered to help her find it
The room was quite conducive,you know
It took several fruitless minutes
Then the search turned to compliment session
Soon,the thunder grumbled
And it started raining
The weather became so friendly
Even foes had to wink to it.
Soon the lights went off
Only the shadows remained
Prickly heats dripped off my armpits
My clothes started breathing
Thoughts of the lost phone soon vanished
Attentions drew closer
Intentions became known
Then bodies met
Affections grew wild
...the rest was silence.
