Soaking Love

Wallets missing, it's late and the heavens have opened up. I lightly jog around the river that used to be a street, searching for shelter.

I bump into a brunette, we stop and just stare for an ever-lasting moment. Standing there, in what is now a see-through lime dress, she gives me the cutest of smiles. Her hazel eyes catch me, a lifeboat in my desperate moment.

We share a laugh without a word being spoken. I pull her in, her soft lips clasp against mine, my hands cover the length of her back. What a beautiful night.