BDSM Haiku

clothing on the floor
we step through the door into
the rain's cold embrace
 
Nights of focussed furtive glances
Days of wonder and agonizing moments
Understanding is not a friend
 
Colorful reports now history
Progressive updates of clarity and continuity
Inviting rapport of sounds... a memory
 
face pressed to window
behind me you bring the heat
blushed cheeks melting frost
 
One day, there's cold mist,
The next, bright sunlight and warmth
Such is life's weather.
 
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