As I hold his rugged hands, he takes me away.
An impaired hammock creaks as we lay.
His warm body holds me and never lets go.
Later he asks if I'm ready to go, i simply reply no.
So together we lay there bundled together.
When suddenly there's been a change in the weather.
He grabs me and pulls me close to him.
Kisses swoon my body, as the rain creates a whim.
We head back hand in hand.
Drenched by the rain together on dry land.
