“Will you kiss me in the rain?” I asked,
In a pleading kind of way,
Wanting, wishing, hoping- for that romantic image
Of the girl longing to be kissed in the rain
Like the perfect moment between love that makes you heart melt

And it did.

The way he looked at me, smug
Pulled my chin up towards his face, until our lips met
Softly, softly like the brush of a feather against your skin,
Only better –
And he kissed me, for what seemed like it could have been forever

It was like kisses in the shower,
With the water flowing over our faces
But only without the steam, heating our bodies,
And without the little amount of water,
Dropping from one single spring-

In the rain it was cold, chilly
Not the shivering kind- but the one that soothes you,
Realxing, as the little dropplets fall down your face
Falling from one millions places in the sky
Drizzling down my skin, tingling as it dripps further

Like the perfect moment between love tha makes your heart melt
And it was.