As she walked onto the terrace
With me following, unknown to her
I was asleep, so she must have thought
As she stood there gazing into her garden
I walked upto her, in the splatter of raindrops
On the tinny roof tops covering the adjacent roof
Stealthily, approached her from behind
Whispered naughty words as my arms swung around
She stood still, as she loves to
For she knows what follows next
For she is party to, my random raunchy retort
I turned her around and kissed her lips
And sipped the rain now in her mouth
She riled up my raging lust
Holding me abreast, she held me tight
And warmed my soul, with her flaming tongue
I stood there, in that kiss and caress
Wishing the rain would never stop.
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