Rain

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My cheeks are rosy with the cold as I stand there in my red flannel covering my palms, smiling at you. You start your car and I feel the rain drops hit my cheeks, my hair, my fingers. I stand there as it soaks through my clothes and you do the same. They say its impossible, how lost I can get in your eyes without moving a muscle. My arms wrap around your neck and I feel your body warm mine through my wet flannel and I shiver. You hold me tighter to your chest and I feel the safest I've ever felt, there in your arms, standing in the rain. I should be feeling sad, because you're leaving, but I know you'll come back. For now there's just you, me and the rain. I bury my head in your shoulder, wishing you could stay here, that the rain would pour down on us forever. "I'm gonna miss you" I say, and your tightening arms say more than I could ever hear. But soon your arms loosen and I pull away, but not too far away. I see your eyes, with the eyelashes clumped at the corners, crinkled with the smile you give me that warms me up as much as your touch. My eyes move to your lips, a place I've longed to go, but never been, afraid to cross unspoken line in the sand. But as I see you, you look down and wipe away the lines as you grab my face and wrap my lips with yours, something that lasts a moment, only a moment. But a feeling I want to last a life time. And the rain drips down our faces and my eyes close as I bask in your love, in your warmth. Your lips are soft, a comfort, but not a goodbye. As you pull away I feel your hot breath against my cheek and I open my eyes to find yours staring unblinkingly into mine. And with that feeling, with the cold of the rain and the warmth of your embrace, a feeling of bliss sets in and I realize that as I kissed you as the rain fell onto our heads, cheeks rosy with the cold and your beautiful eyes staring back into mine, I realize that as the rain falls, so am I.

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