April Showers

When I think of April,
And the showers that it brings,
I think of springtime flowers,
And how life begins to sing.

It’s when lovers often marry,
And when young folks romp and play.
It’s when we think of nighttime lovers,
And sexy fun then through the day.

It’s when a walk down forest paths,
Or wandering nature trails,
Can find a couples hands wander,
And tease each other’s tails.

A well-placed squeeze can make you jump,
Or ignite a flaming heart,
A kiss can melt resistance,
Or moisten those special parts.

It can make a couple horny,
And long to merge as one,
It can make the lightest clothing,
So warm you want it gone.

And when those things are dispensed with,
And the bodies are free of them,
A union is no longer a thought,
But a moment of bliss within.

The hugs, the kisses, and the warmth,
Are mixed in a sweet moist brew;
Part of him and part of her,
Become as one the lovers two.

So April, come and favor us,
With showers or warming rain,
And help the fire of our love,
This year begin again.

DB I love this poem! You are really talented. TY for sharing with us.