The Kiss

A pleasurable moment in the rain. My hopeless romantic just won't give up.

Her umbrella lowers
Amid heavily solid drops

In one breath clings the weight of this moment
In two beats the shivers are left behind

Adjusting her stance
She buckles and folds beneath

Melting into the dampness of his overcoat
Absorbing the pulse in his chest

Splashes tickle her eyelids
Fire floods her fingertips

She lingers in the whispered taste
And falls beyond the boundary