Walk With Me In the Rain

Walk with me in the rain.napo2014button1
Let’s not take an umbrella
to shade us from the pleasure.
But take my hand in yours.

Underneath the street lamp
let the rain steal a sweet kiss
on our cheeks.

Oh, we will get wet.

Hold me around my waist
pulling me close to keep
me warm in this crazy spring
rain that doesn’t know
if drops or flakes it will be.

Like us,
unsure of who we are,
let the rain fall as it is
without an umbrella to hide us.

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Author’s Note:

It rained last night, the first big rain of spring. A little mushy hail. A bit of lightening and some thunder.

I, too, like Langston Hughes, love April rain.