Rain like the other rain
That covererd the fumes of my shame
Rain like the other rain
That overhauled the fan
That bring forth lust
Rain, again
Let my skirt remain
Picturesque In its sexy shape
Let my boots preach
Clearly the coming of a lust left behind
Or rather let it sermon
The arrival of a new savior
©PuréBlack_Writes🌚
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