Treasure Island

george albot


A wet one


It was beautiful to see you through the window
The only thing I wish it was raining
I was in a mood were I wanted to see you
When the window was wet or
Better still to be caught
In the rain together, to get completely soaked
Then to strip off each other’s wet clothes
Just a towel around each other.

I thing I’m basically wanting the log fire
A rug and the room where the fire is the only light
To gently fall to sleep with you in my arms
Listening to rain, has the love I have for you
Floods over our nakedness
I think that would cover the mood I’m in
It’s hard to deal with feeling that can be so
Over whelming, and feeling that are not always
On the surface, but nice to have and to be reminded
Of them even though it makes it hard
Very hard’’ romance is just as nice,
XXX
Night night FAB’ I mean babe

Submitted: Thursday, January 09, 2014
Edited: Friday, January 10, 2014

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