Rain, i'm choked in it, soaked in it
I wanna play in it, pray in it
Just spend all day in it.

I can't get enough of this fabulous stuff.

As we ran from shelter to shelter
One day after school
During a thunderstorm...i felt her.

We danced around naked under the cover of trees

As refreshing drops fell from the leaves.

Goosepimpled flesh
We were now getting cold.

We made love in the grass
Now feeling bold.

Then as the rain stopped falling
I kissed her all the way home.

That day we made a rainbow of our own.

Ah! the wait had seemed so long,
the exquisitely sculptured woman at last glided in,
wearing a flowered transparent pink sarong.
As the deluge of golden hair splattered
on her moonlit radiant face,
the man's heart stopped it's struggling race.
His eyes popped out;the mouth dry;
the other senses erupting out in passion
from their dormant dreary den,
the nymph was a perfect seductive ten.

Her pouting,moistened ruby red lips,
the slender,velvetty swinging hips,
her natty,lascivious snow white navel,
sharp and sound like a polished gavel,
as the teasing breezy air gently caressed,
those poised,picture perfect heaving bust,
the sordid messy room suddenly got drowned,
into an uncontrollable,unending humid lust.

The dream got abruptly shattered,
by an ugly unpleasant clatter,
the balding aged pauchy husband,
wiped and scratched his dripping grey matter.
He had as usual been cruelly attacked,
by a pail of cold,icy batter.
As his eyes saw his everyday foul mouthed shrew,
a naughty question tickled his wrinkled brow,
will we men ever completely GROW!!!?

When I was a little girl, I can't remember much,
Apart from loving mother, whose heart I couldn't touch.
I was always crying out for love,I guess she could see,
as the child that was so naughty, it wasn't really me.
Growing up was quite tough, with so much pain inside,
I knew deep down I wasn't bad, but that I had to hide.
The years went by and all I did was seem to run amok,
With worn out shoes, clothes to small, and holes within my socks.
My mum would make me knock on doors, with odds and sods to sell,
Everyone would laugh at me, so I slipped in my shell.
When I left home I was quite young, it really shouldn't have been,
As all I wanted was unconditional love, for someone to give me.
It wasn't until my later years, that I met my one true love,
He is my earth angel, probably sent from up above.
All those years of struggling, I guess were not in vain,
As my husband is my perfect mate, who cleared me of my pain.

If only I had known,
The regret you had inside.

If only I had seen,
The pain you tried to hide.

If only I had realized,
That things werent just quite right.

If only I had looked,
And seen the pain you alone could fight.

Maybe If I had done these things,
You would still be here.

Now theres naught that I can do,
But cry another tear.

If only I had been there, If only I had known,
This regret, it fills my heart, a pain that over time grows.