down cobblestone paths we wandered
the sun's glow warming us
and as into night she sank
your hand warmed mine
i heard approaching thunder
and could feel the cold rain
and though i wanted shelter
we walked and we walked and we walked
when we peeled off our drenched clothes
and left them to lie on the floor
your lips felt so warm.
28/05/2008
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