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Tears of sorrow rain down.

A soft wind wraps around

me whispering his love.

Storm clouds gather thundering

like a herd of mustangs.

I wait for the storm to break.

Sighing and with breath bated

I wait. But out bursts the sun,

as we take our pleasure. Under

Him I lay, warm and sated.

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