Dancing In The Rain

I dance with you in a field of rain.
Twirling, spinning in the grass and mud.
Unnoticed that the mud was getting
on your dress.
Your hair clings to your little form.
And you run over to me with those big
Eyes and smile at me with rain running
Down your face and over those tempting
Lips.
You lean in and give me a hug, then as
Quickly as you came you went back into
The field and danced.
You pulled up your dress up showing me your
Under cloths and your bare chest.
And you just looked at me and smiled.
With warm rain going over your face and over
Your breast.
You started dancing again.
Dancing in the rain. . .

Feb 22/14