Rain comes pouring down in the falling night
Drowning all sounds except that of trees
Swaying to the rhythm of the roaring wind,
And lovers making love on a cloud's edge.
The moon peeping from behind the clouds
The sky wearing a silver crown
Hands and lips on bodies,
And the heat of passion nulling the cold weather.
The horizon disappearing from sight
Everything except love, lost in the night
Two bodies uniting in ecstasy,
And the earth meeting the sky...
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awesome stuff....visually appealing and a brilliant title...that says it all...cheers dudette...The Dark Knight
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