Winter Rain

It was a winter Sunday night. The sky grew dark. The clouds were hovering on the face of sky. A steely gentle breeze was blowing across the house. The moon was playing seek and hide with clouds. suddenly, a drop of rain rushed on to my cheeks that awoke me from a dream of fantasy a dream of desire. I, unbutton my shirt,went out into the yard and started to feel the rain into my soul. I was alone. This moment i realized that i am half. One half of mine is not here.
Vera, the lady of my dreams, who was with me last year in these chilly nights. we both were watering the flowers in the garden at night. It was a stormy night. The rain was forecast and was about to show its real beauty. Vera said we both will get wet if it rains. I shook my head and amusedly replied that it has no reason to wet my clothes in rain. She keep on insisting when thick drops of rain started to pour on both of us. Vera start dancing in rain. I start looking her from a safer distance . I could see her like a fairy dancing in the rain of light. She seemed all brown and soft,just like a linnet. Her errant hair had had catched rain drops in it. Her face ,kissed by millions of drops,looked like a shiny honey colored stone. There shown all winter in her eyes.
When the rain was about to stop she took me from my hand and we both started to dance. We both,hand in hand,singing and freaking to the very sounds of our souls. It was a night to remember.