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Sunday, February 25, 2007

Cloudburst

What is it about rain?
Or maybe it is all water
The sound never fails to turn me on
Swear, I can almost orgasm during
A really good storm
Thunder, rain beating down…flashes of light
Takes my breath away
Fierce storms mirror sex
Powerful
Raw
Noisy
Alive
Wet
Posted by The Romantic Flea at 8:23 PM

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