Rain

Rain from clear skies. Sudden like love. He gushed furiously and joyfully. The drops softly tapped on the already dry linen, leaving dark specks on it. Drops slid through your hair, drawing unknown patterns on your cheeks. The drops collected in trickles and pulsed on the neck and shoulders, running away somewhere under the wet dress. The rain pressed you against me, sewing you tightly with warm water threads. Happiness beat wildly in my head…