I like to be caught in the rain
the feeling of that sharp cold wetness
on my warm face
reminds me of you
I like you
I like to stand at the end of a pier
and have the wet ocean spray
kiss my lips
reminds me of you
I like you
I like to go clam digging in the river
and feel the lapping waves
around my thighs
reminds me of you
I like you
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