Bdsm-weather

Every day, watch weather flowers form,

As a cloud might out my magic palm, they

Chatter together happy like us on land,

Whether rain or pain or rain again

Never ceasing, in summer joy each season

In my mind, your glance is set in sun, then

Every repetition solemn meaning, g,

A glance

Only ever

Reach in pain and rain and pain, each other

Summer has fled, gone people passing

Again, clouds on my palm, become

White clouds, happy, made forlorn

In love your face, my sun, both pain

And every day, repeat, need pleasure again

Grow more than one clime

in my palm

Bounded palm

Into two, you-I magical butterfly soar

Clouds unfathom in my submission

I beg yer, season by season