And as the trail wound closer to home, they decided without words to slow down so the walk would take longer. There was still so much to talk about, but so little time in the world to do so. Neither wanted to go home, and they ended up trailing off to the gazebo to sit with each other and talk longer. Maybe ten yards from this destination, did it start to rain. And not just sprinkle a few drops here and there, but really rain. It was as though God himself was trying to rinse the world of the impurities that congregated.

The quick dart the soon followed the first sheets of rain, put the two in each other arms. And they sat in the gazebo, his arm around her and her head resting on his shoulder as though that’s where it was molded to belong. For once, they were silent. The only sound was that of the rain drops dancing ferociously on the rooftops as if they were taking cues from the two's hearts that we racing feverishly underneath the calm surface of their loving bodies.

Spontaneity kicked in and without a word she knew that he wanted to play in the rain. They ran out like children and started dancing in the rain, kicking up every puddle that stood in their way. She darted into the trees, grabbing one after another with outstretched arms, letting the momentum that was her fun glide her in circles around every tree. Right hand, left hand. He stopped and stared and the beauty in that was playing in the trees. So pure, so innocent, so free. She was almost in heaven. Twirling throughout the trees as though it was her kingdom.

Quietly he begin to pursue her. Making sure she couldn't see him coming. A full circle with a tree in her right hand, he knew that one from the left was next. And he stepped next to the tree he knew she would grab. And half way around her turn she met and stopped in her tracks by the warmth of his lips on hers.

And there they stood, lost in time, the rain, but more importantly, each other. Transfixed by the warm drops of rain as they stood exchanging warm, soft, moist kisses that were the only thing left to be said. No words could sum up what they had felt between each other. And all that was left was to let sheer emotion get the best of them. Thus, the start of something beautiful was created in a time when the world was being cleansed, creating something pure beyond our perspectives.

Something that will last forever...