Walking in the Rain

I walk down the sidewalk; the air is muggy and hot.
School is out; most teens are running but I just wait.
The glorious smell of rain flows through the air.
It’s a sweet intoxication reviving brain cells.

Then worry starts to creep in. "Where is he?"
The crowd of teenagers is thinning but still he is not there.
Suddenly a hug from behind and I swallow my heart.
I inhale his glorious scent.

A few quick kisses then we start to walk.
I'm not ready to go home.
We throw our bags in my car and just walk, going nowhere.
His arm holds me close to him as he reaches up to caress my face.

Clouds gather overhead but my sun walks beside me.
Even when the rain begins to drizzle from the sky we walk.
We remain oblivious to the outside world.
Nothing can penetrate our joy, our love.

Our fingers are entwined together.
We don't even talk for words are not needed.
Our hearts beat together as the rain picks up around us.
Puddles are forming and it's getting colder, my body betrays me with a shiver.

He stops and looks into my eyes, he whispers "I made you a promise.".
Then he sweeps me up and our lips lock together.
The cold rain drips of his hair and yet I feel so warm.
"There" he whispers and we turn around.

He holds me close to keep me warm as we walk back to my car.
Even though the rain has soaked me through his kiss sparks a fire in my soul.
I know that I will miss him when we’ve said our goodbyes.
So I wish this walk in the rain would never end.