Don't you know I love you, he said
As she soaked in the rain.
Taking him inside her,
Her heels in the small of his back.
Tell me you love me, he begged
And she moaned and slapped him.
Her hips not yet satisfied.
He cried on her breasts and
She thought it rain.
He died in her arms
And she thought him plain.
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