Kiss in the rain

two souls pass each other in the night entangled with fingers, they push and pull as if wresling and yet, each action seems to be part of an intracate dance, as they pass throught the nigh. the slow hiss of rain begins to fill the lovers ears and as there lips meet the wold is sudeenly thrown into light by the blue flash of lighning.

rain is a cleansing cooling thing it make the skin shiver and cold. to touch you in the rain is my foundest dream you soft hand carresing agains tmy wte and smoth cheek. i wish you wuold relise my love for you that falls from my heart to you like rain to the ground i will all ways go to you.perhaps one day we will touch and you will be touched by my heart and the love it holds.

sometimes i stand in the rain so that my face is brushed by the rain and it’s cold touch and dream of someone i loved but didn’t love me. i imagine her in frount of me smiling kindly happy as all my memories of her are she looks at me and her face sofens and i feel he ligt touch on my back as she grasps me and pulls me closer to kiss her as we touch for a moment i belive that i am kissing her and then the dream is gone lost to my inward breath which steels a hevenly moment that never exsited but i wish it had.

i set the scean it dark the city is below us all lit up like stars in the night sky a gentil rain scatter across the world messaging the skin and then bliss touches you entire body as a warm body presses acros you clinging clothes and then wramth of lips touch you face and you melt under those lips.