Making love on a hill,
just outside of town.
There isn't people here,
only wild animals around.
Wind blowing my hair astray,
as you caress my skin.
Thunder in the background,
I scream and scream again.
Our love shatters the sky,
with a lightening bolt too near.
I can feel the love so deep,
nature celebrates with tears.
It's raining on us now,
perfect timing our love reborn.
Sky spattering sacred beads,
washing lovers all adorned.

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