I want more than anything, <br />to get tangled up, <br />in the back seat of <br />your pick up. <br />With the windows rolled up, <br />and we'll steam them up. <br />On a sweltering night, <br />in the heat of July. <br />I'm hoping it rains; <br />I want to hear <br />the tink-tinkering <br />of raindrops pelting down, <br />and the slow humming sound <br />of wiper blades pushing <br />the droplets around. <br />I want the radio soft; <br />with heavy, <br />classic rock, <br />and your lips on my throat <br />as you moan. <br />my skirt up; <br />your jeans down; <br />your hands wandering around <br />under my shirt <br />as I'm pulling off yours.<br /><br />Violet Winters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-hoping-it-rains/
