Water droplets sliding
Down our passionate faces.
Rain so sweet falling around us.
Midnight hair, plastered
Face framing
Stuck soaking to our skin.
Dim eyes so bright
In shawdows of the streetlight.
Water droplets sliding
Down our passionate faces.
Hands held so tight
Thoughts screaming
Wondering
Where the rain would go next.
Lips parted ready to speak
Confessing anything: too weak.
Water droplets sliding
Down our passionate faces.
Searching for something that
Can never be explained in words.
Truly believeing
The rain will never stop.
Hearts so young and old
Will never be this bold.
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