A Rainfall Fantasy
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Up the hill
Beyond the street
In a park at midnight
We decided to try to
Make love on the grass
After a rainfall
Deserted with little light
From the lamp post
I was wearing my Dad's old
Green sweater without a bra
I laid down waiting
Until you cupped my breasts
Underneath
Yr hands were cold
But soothing on my body;
It was enjoyed
Our skin on skin made the
Night electric
We may have gone far
But the police officers
Came to question us
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