Clouds of lust

So the night fell upon them, then the rain came down, slowly but then faster hitting the window pane as if it was drumming. The black of the night acting as a graveyard for their thoughts. The rain tuning in to their feelings, those irritable thoughts becoming more prominent, the dark clouds of their relationship about to be burst but coinciding with an overwhelming impatience to have each other. Their lust for each other still the radiance binding them together under the same porch light as it had done for all these years. 

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