Saturday, May 27, 2006

Rain That Day

(Inspired by a post by Maddy in Persisting Stars.)
Rain that day started half way to the park
warm before and always in your heart
we could have quickened step
rather we got wet
hand-in-hand and squishy, squeaky feet
could care less – the rain and now to please
your smile radiated from a curl streaked face
we stopped and still our hearts kept up the race
the kiss was wet, not only from the rain
summer in the year of our mid-teens
my first love, the rain was cold
chilled to bone
but warmed by kiss
the walk, the rain
two hearts
and one wet kiss.

4 comments:

  1. i am so honored with this
    fresh nubile poem of first love.
    Thankyou!!!!!!!
    It warmed my heart and made
    me want to go buy rainboots.

    smiles!

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  2. i really like squeaky squishy
    feet...
    sweet...

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