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The summer rain soaks my skin,
touches my tongue, splashing my face.
I see the fairies fly about me
They only come during the summer rain.
They come in my dreams. I’m with him.
In the summer rain, laughing tasting his lips,
Feeling his skin, watching the steam
Rise from our bodies hot and sweaty
In the summer rain
Playing in the willows with their long billowing limbs.
The fairies live and love in the leaves.
Coming when least expected
To love stricken mortals
Dancing in the summer rain

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