At the River

We ran with the dogs
along the river of our youth ~
Making love at the foot of the bank
the water grew wild with the rain ~
Beneath a lantern of lightning
the current ran ferrel upon your skin ~
I followed suit and covered every inch
as the thunder called your name ~
We were an ode to gods & goddesses
The sanctity of flesh
The desire of nature
at one with the passion of the Earth

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