Meet Me at the Library

Rain Embrace

Droplets slide down my face

I break an awkward embrace

Shivers course through my body

I'm shaking; my teeth are chattering

My clothes cling to my skin; nearly absentee

I feel transparent, clear to see

We look at the ground, 

Hoping for something interesting to be found

Even worse, the rain has doused the spark

That used to light up the endless dark

This rain montage is not of passion

But once fiery hope now ashen