Memories of Rain
by ThatJimGuy on Jan.17, 2010, under Poetry & Prose
Memories of Rain
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splish splash
patter plop plop
I hate the rain
except when it reminds
my soul to smell your scent
and touch you again
Soaked, uncaring, oblivious
to the wetness
between us
Pureness of your lips
touching mine
the bliss
Oh! That touch I miss!
And we didn’t care
about the clouds around us
we didn’t care that lightning
might strike us
The darkness was our friend
Touching in the rain
until the end
And I drank pure
from your pristine lips
-Jim Sabean ©2010
