in the spring rain
i want to meet you the whole way
because halfway isn't enough
our feet pound the wet pavement
but the puddles between us don’t keep me away from you
our hands careful not to slip
as the rain
threatens to unbind them
our grip not too loose, not too tight
but somewhere in between
..something just right
the air is wet with colour
as the sky yawns and opens up
the sunshine spots you
in the most miraculous way
a rainbow forms between us
pulls us together
time stops.
words become colours
I start to smell time
each second a new
blossoming fragrance
like colliding galaxies
two souls connected at the
speed of light
i love every colour
on this rainy day
.
in the spring rain
i met you in a whole new way
as we continue to walk on
our feet engage the pavement
in a now
almost prosodic trot
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