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a last flash of lightning
a rolling boom of thunder
then stillness in the copse
we were standing under
and then the after storm rain
cleaning the still summer air
filtering through leaves to
soak us as we stood there
both excited by the storm
making love against a tree
her body trembling as it
drove hard against me
and we were both yelling
shouting our delight
as the rain just stopped to be
replaced bya watery sunlight
which brightened and dried our
clothes as we later hand in hand
in a post love making daze walked
away from that little tree stand
back into our little daily world
both maybe wondering how
that storm had excited us
and what we would do now

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