showers

he kissed me, my eyes closed a little too tight --
the rain,
(a soft rain)
picked up--and tiny, muted tinks splashed against the windshield everywhere.
his breath and the rain -- a perfect combination

his steady breathing
and random pitter patters
harmonizing beautifully --
making my heart swoon.

the music...
him & rain
accompanied by me, my breathing

light, splashed in his face from the occasional, unobtrusive car, accented my heart's crescendo..

he sang to me -- silently
i, too, sing -- joyously.

good night, rain clouds...