In The Rain Poem by Halo N. Wings

In The Rain



the rain falls down from the heavens,
washes over his parked car,
where we are making love.
the windows are open,
and i can feel the cool drops
splash across my face.
i have never felt more beautiful,
or alive.
then i think about where rain comes from,
and suddenly i feel guilty.
i know i shouldn't be doing this before marriage,
but i don't understand,
how can something so wrong, feel so right?
i love him,
and he loves me.
so why does God say,
i can't make love,
in the rain,
before marriage?

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