# 130 Sex in the rain

Lídia de Oliveira
2 min readAug 10, 2023
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As drops of rain begin to pour,
Passion swells forevermore.
In the storm’s wild tempestuous dance,
We find romance, fueled by chance.

With every drop that hits our skin,
Desire sparks, a fiery sin.
The raindrops glide along our flesh,
Igniting flames, a primal mesh.

Each touch is electrifying,
Sensations fast, intensifying.
Merging bodies, drenched in pleasure,
In the rain, our love does measure.

Moans echo in the stormy night,
As we indulge in pure delight.
Nature’s soundtrack fills the air,
Fueling passion, we can’t compare.

Raindrops trace the outlines of us,
Unleashing desires, wild and robust.
Synchronized hearts beat in time,
As we surrender to this sublime.

The rain intensifies our thirst,
Creating moments we’ll forever rehearse.
Nature’s symphony envelops our bliss,
As we merge in this timeless abyss.

The rhythm of the rain becomes our guide,
We dance in it, side by side.
In the downpour, we surrender all,
Bodies entwined, as the rain does fall.

Sex in the rain, an untamed prize,
Unleashing fervor, as the storm ties.
A moment born of rain and passion,
A memory forever etched, unfastened.

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Lídia de Oliveira

Poet, family doctor and fitness instructor. Seeker of meaning, passion and creativity. Do you dare bringing poetry back with me?