My bare feet splash in the puddles.
Running to you,unable to stop my feet.
Sorry to have ran into you,
but glad
your lips caught mine.
No umbrella,
just love filling every inch.
A slip of the tongue
and the slip of something else.
My arms around your neck,
yours around my waist.
A tight embrace,
soaking in every way.
Enough to keep us warm,
so we can stay out for hours.
If I get sick from the rain,
I don't car,
because you'll be right there.
Either by my bed,
or in ours
sharing the sickness,
loving our health...