Lovely day
Mid Tenebrae
We thought we'd just take a nice walk

Sun in the sky
Shining up high
And we both knew we needed to talk

And you, in your shorts and your sandals
And me, in my skirt and my tanktop
Together, smiling
Mirroring expressions
Preparing
For romanting confessions

We didn't see the rain come.
It crept on us
On your sandals
On my tanktop
And then it was pouring
Drenching
Ricocheting
Off of our skin
Glimmering
In a watery sheen.

We could've run for shelter
Could've moved
But we were frozen
Together, smiling
Mirroring expressions
And we already knew
About our romantic confessions

We didn't need to speak
The weather spoke for us
Gentle yet passionate
Sentimentally inordinate
And you, in your shorts and your drenched sandals
And me, in my skirt and my wet tanktop
I felt like we were naked
Children again
Naked
Naked in the rain.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Aequitas, in the year 554 AD.