On water smooth as glass sentinels stand on mirrored floors as they float on life's illusion.

Wind blew
Thunder clapped
Lightning flashed
The air was excited
With a passion for life and living
Laid back against a rail of dark wood
Heart on fire
On the soft and tender skin
Two raindrops fell on each hip
In near proximity they rested
Trembling and afraid
With each breath they moved
Each sigh they shook
A last release of energy came
In waves
The drops touched gently
Hesitated a moment
With a promise of passion
As yet untouched
Then flowed
into each other
And my lips

© Paul Viel