Rain
Rain is so sexy.
It really is. When I think about rain I think about Love Jones. In that movie rain just conjurs up romantic feelings and/or sexuality. The final scene in that movie they kiss in the rain and begin their lives again with each other. Right now I am sitting in my house in a comfie chair next to the window with the lights low with a cup of chai just listening to the rain (and on my laptop of course). Rain conjures up so many memories in my mind it's crazy...
Rain reminds me of when I was little I would sit in my sisters room and look out her window at the rain falling and day dream what my life would be ike when I was cool and sophisticated in my twenty's.
Rain reminds me of when I would go fishing with my dad on his boat and we'd talk and fish while it drizzled and have our daddy daughter moments.
Rain reminds me of my first date with my first love. We went to the park when it was drizzling outside and no one was there so we played on the swings and laughed and talked until drizzle turned into a downpour and we really didn't care. We just ran around the park and played tag in the rain. I went home soaking wet hair a mess but I had one of the best times.
Rain reminds me of the first time I got to do my own love jones scene. Kissing in the rain thats sexy as hell.
My voyeristic side had me doing other unmentionables in the rain too and that of course in my memories as well ; )
Rain reminds me of the day me and my friends played touch football in the rain and we slipped and slided in in the mud. Then played a game of hide and go seek and went home wet and dirty. But we had so much fun
Rain also reminds me of an evening I had in a thunderstorm with urban hang suite by maxwell, some white wine, tocca sugar cane and rum candles, dinner to go from a sushi spot, and a shower.
Whew. I love me some rain.
It really is. When I think about rain I think about Love Jones. In that movie rain just conjurs up romantic feelings and/or sexuality. The final scene in that movie they kiss in the rain and begin their lives again with each other. Right now I am sitting in my house in a comfie chair next to the window with the lights low with a cup of chai just listening to the rain (and on my laptop of course). Rain conjures up so many memories in my mind it's crazy...
Rain reminds me of when I was little I would sit in my sisters room and look out her window at the rain falling and day dream what my life would be ike when I was cool and sophisticated in my twenty's.
Rain reminds me of when I would go fishing with my dad on his boat and we'd talk and fish while it drizzled and have our daddy daughter moments.
Rain reminds me of my first date with my first love. We went to the park when it was drizzling outside and no one was there so we played on the swings and laughed and talked until drizzle turned into a downpour and we really didn't care. We just ran around the park and played tag in the rain. I went home soaking wet hair a mess but I had one of the best times.
Rain reminds me of the first time I got to do my own love jones scene. Kissing in the rain thats sexy as hell.
My voyeristic side had me doing other unmentionables in the rain too and that of course in my memories as well ; )
Rain reminds me of the day me and my friends played touch football in the rain and we slipped and slided in in the mud. Then played a game of hide and go seek and went home wet and dirty. But we had so much fun
Rain also reminds me of an evening I had in a thunderstorm with urban hang suite by maxwell, some white wine, tocca sugar cane and rum candles, dinner to go from a sushi spot, and a shower.
Whew. I love me some rain.
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