Raindrops...

One drop to the next.
It begins to rain.
The sky is dark.
A chill runs down my back.
Rain falling from my face.
I ask her to dance.
One step to the next.
Soon we dance to the sound of the rain.
Step after step.
The rain becomes our music.
A bolt of lightening is our light.
And the thunder claps.
Still dancing.
As happy as the day we met.
She smiles and I laugh.
Our eyes lock.
And then a kiss.
Perfection I couldn't picture that day any better.
I hold her close and whisper in her ear.
I tell her that I love her.
And thanks for the dance.
I smile, and listen to the sound of the raindrops...