273 – Summer rain

Rain,
A beautiful sound,
Full of dreams
And fresh
Ideas.

Facing
The pouring heavens,
She lets the drops
Run down her
Naked skin.

No regrets,
Just new blank pages.

Freedom
Can feel dizzying
When you drink it
In a single
Gulp.

Still
Beyond the first
Intoxicating moments
There is just
Calm clarity.

So many
Useful tidbits
Begin to show
Before newly open
Eyes.

Things like
Learning how
To love.

“Come back to bed.”

A voice,
Soft and gentle
Like a sexy
black-lipsticked
purr
Calls her.

She steps inside,
Feeling the rain
Still caressing her
On its way down
To the floor.

“I’m all soaked up.
I’ll drench the bed.”

“Who cares?”

A lovely pair
Of golden eyes
Plunge deeply
Into her own.

She smiles,
Savoring her
Newfound
Happiness,
And falls
Into her
Waiting arms.