Rendezvous In The Rain Poem by C. Albert Andrews

My breath on your face
Yours on mine
Fresh as wind
Soft and cool
Walking in the rain
Innocent and pure

Hands cold
Yet your body so warm.
You appear nervous
Like a leaf in the wind
Is it the rain?
Or is it me?

Our minds wrapped in the future
A state of sincere bliss
Our world calm and serene
Rain drops from the heaven
Wash your make-up away.

Jealousy is somewhere
As the raindrops seem angry
They pour with vengeance
As our hearts melt away
Your natural beauty reveals once again.

Your rain soaked clothes
Now, almost transparent
Stick to your body.
Irresistible!
Temptation much stronger now.

But it's dark and cold.
I must take my angel home.
Extremely satisfied!
An evening we wouldn't forget
Our rendezvous in the rain.