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N-4



Your breath, your gasps are all too sweet

to mine feeling, in all, a rare treat.

N-3



If a sense of closeness to those is kin,

then simple wish to yearn your skin.

N-2



Your strands of hair are all I want

so scent and feel my nights do haunt.

N-1



If all I need, is you, to sleep,

why do these blankets my warmth do keep?...

It soothes, the sound

of every drop landing soft.

The cleansing ground

in deep a lesson taught.

It's not endless

this I know.

but the emotions leave me breathless

and my heart's familiar pain to tow.

Drag in waves or so

for it comes and goes too soon.

Southerly the wind it blows

and this weather brings its one, solitary boon.

That it will cease;

that it hasn't an infinite store.

Lo! Behind these heavy clouds, a breeze

and a blissful end, to this endless downpour.