It's raining

Her big beautiful eyes were piercing me up and close Her playful smile playing all over, vainly trying to prepare me But, as always, in a trance I lay, heart pounding, mind blanked out. Completely unaware of everything, except her unabashedly gorgeous presence. Moments passed, without a word, without an act Didn't know it was that typical lull before the storm And then it stormed down, here, there and everywhere Voluptuous kisses, first gently in isolation and then unending showers. Me taken completely by surprise, pinned, breathless, overwhelmed. But, at the same time, enjoying the wildness, the ecstasy, the euphoria. To get drenched in the first flush of rain, I guess, is always memorable. 'It's raining!' my little one exclaims, and I nod, struggling to look out.