summer rain kissing

a warm summers evening

the rain starts to pour

we smile as we venture

outside the door .

.

i am bare chested

your blouse is soaked through

in the middle of nowhere

i am kissing you .

.

steam rises from your clothing

you feel the need to undress

responding to kisses of passion

and tender caress .

.

the shower is soothing

our hair bedraggled and wet

the power of our kissing

we will never forget .

.

a trickle of water

flows down your flesh

my fingers follow

tracing the curve of your breasts .

.

in the warm gentle shower

we share sweet loves refrain

and surrender to the power

of kissing in the rain .