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Description
She undresses in the falling rain
and washes away her earthly desires.
She tells me that tears are the trails of lost memories
but that wrinkles are maps of the remembered.
As the rain falls down her body she tells me,
as we age the map gets larger with the more happiness these memories bring,
but the trails of tears always evaporate and fade never to be seen again.
She turns toward me, her nakedness exposed,
And adds one more wrinkle around her mouth,
and mine,
As we cleanse ourselves in the falling rain.

Description
She undresses in the falling rain
and washes away her earthly desires.
She tells me that tears are the trails of lost memories
but that wrinkles are maps of the remembered.
As the rain falls down her body she tells me,
as we age the map gets larger with the more happiness these memories bring,
but the trails of tears always evaporate and fade never to be seen again.
She turns toward me, her nakedness exposed,
And adds one more wrinkle around her mouth,
and mine,
As we cleanse ourselves in the falling rain.