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Tonight it stormed. It is a beautiful, gorgeous night. The storm is still living and breathing. So tonight ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elvnsword and I packed up the blanket and went out into the rain. We sang some songs, kissed and just enjoyed the wonder of the storm. Of course, we are soaked through and a bit chilled. But a shot of good alcohol and a toast keeps the body warm while dancing in the rain keeps the soul alive and the fires of the heart stoked.
elvnsword and I packed up the blanket and went out into the rain. We sang some songs, kissed and just enjoyed the wonder of the storm. Of course, we are soaked through and a bit chilled. But a shot of good alcohol and a toast keeps the body warm while dancing in the rain keeps the soul alive and the fires of the heart stoked.
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Date: 2007-05-27 05:36 pm (UTC)From:I love a good storm, although I prefer to enjoy it from the warm and dry safety of a living room (with a fireplace where available.)
That storm sounds like just the thing to help you clear your mind and spirit and sort recent things out. (Or help you to forget them for a while at least.)