The moment his hand

brushed against hers

she felt the heat rise within

tingeing her skin scarlet

electricity filled the air

popping and crackling

as lightning on a hot Southern night

her heart thundered out a beat

matched only by his own

she could feel the storm brewing

she surrendered herself to it

She was ready to dance in the rain

She longed to be drenched . . .

 

 

 

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