Day 139 - Rain

The rains coming down,
We've nothing to do,
Except sit here inside,
And let love shine on through.

Let your hair down,
Short, shorts and tank top,
I'll wear an old t-shirt,
And on the couch we will flop.

I'll lay behind,
You can have the front,
My arms will hold tight,
While my hands, they may hunt.

I may bite your ear,
And kiss you endlessly,
But I know you'll smile,
While loving me passionately.

We can lay there all day,
Listen to the rain,
I'm sure by the end,
We be naked, warm blood in all veins.