First Thing on the (To Do List)

Standing in front of you,
The one i most desire.
Shivering and cold,
Longing for the warmth of your fire.

Water rolls off our face,
And falls down to the ground.
I long for your embrace,
My heart begins to pound.

Both of us quiet,
Not saying a word.
Water in my eyes,
My vision is blurred.

Moving closer and closer,
Are lips finally touch.
Kissing you in the rain,
Is something I have wanted so much.