No thoughts just write remains hard ----  Summer nights shimmer in a languid haze.  A breeze through white linen does nothing to quench the heat of the body resting beside her. Nor cool her bodies own desire for them. The smell of rain lingers, a stalemate reached with the incoming thunder. The smell of it is sweet as a flash of light illuminates the air.  The silhouette of her lover is burned into her mind, a dark shadow on white sheets, grey in the dimness of the night. She breathes as the rain falls heavy on the earth. Exhales as her lover tangles ever closer, the heat of summer be damned  

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