I was thinking of you as the rain came down today~
I wondered if you remembered your umbrella
or if you liked to feel the icy slivers touch your skin.
I imagine your world outside that door you keep locked.
Is there love waiting there for you?
Is there someone to who your words are precious
like they are to me?
Do they feel their body warm at the mere thought of you?
I was still thinking of you as the rain ended.
I imagined us, two adults, jumping into puddles,
laughing and then standing ankle high in the middle,
Kissing.
I wonder at last if your lips have ever been touched by
true love
and if you would ever let my lips kiss yours
where you would finally taste real loves breath.
