Rain

Sitting on the bench
Like two innocent children
We didnt dear to approach
But in our eyes there was the spark
Of burning, of desire
The wind started to blow
Caressing my hair and the rain
Chased us under a cover.
I had cold so you hold me into your arms
And our skins were smelling summer.
I felt your breath under my neck
And i close my eyes of pleasure
You starts biting a little bit
And your hands starts exploring
The soft skin between your fingers
Trembling more and more
Your body next to mine
And you wisper to my ear
And i hear the hole universe
Your passion, your desire
Running all over me.