Dear Reader: Summer Rain

Your smile stretched from ear to ear. Dusk colored eyes peered deep into my soul. Your hair soaked in the summer rain. Jealous of the tank that hugs your body closer than I ever could … we stand on an old porch now hidden from the afternoon shower. It’s coming down hard and my body, taunted longingly for your copper complexion. “We’re drenched.” you say sealed with an enchanting smirk. This was the day I fell in love with you all over again.

Dear Reader,

When did you know you were in love? Did it feel like the movies?

X, -A