It is raining and I am afraid to look at you. Of course your hair is wet and slick and you are shivering when you tell me to lie down on this rock with you. I don't at first and watch you spread your body and you are shimmering. You are free and smiling and I am awed. You keep your eyes closed when you tell me it's okay or better.

I want to try for you so I close my eyes when I lie next to you, careful not to touch. My chest aches from relaxing my shoulders and breathing deeply. I am overwhelmed with not wanting to disappoint you. I hope this is more than your patience with me.

There are no sounds but rain and you are breathing deeply. I am trying hard to thank you.

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