This world of constant
falling
the way we can't
get down with love is galling
this wet world
the rain is continuous
I like to see you there
shining prone and sinuous
It would be better
if we all got down
asked for everything we wanted
went to town
it never happens
and the reason's fear
and your head's down
but it's getting
wet and hot in here
what
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