read them separately or together. I like them both ways
drip...
drop...
drip...
drop....
Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.
Dripdrop dripdrop.
The sound of my heart's slow out-pour.
It increases at the thought of you.
As skin heated and signals flew.
I felt the first drop of morning dew.
drip drop
it wasn't as cold as you
drip drop
in this warm summer air
un beso in a dim lamp's glow
un besito and i watched you go
drip drop
your eyes eternally memorized
drip drop
my tears beginning to flow
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