Encapsulating Rain

Sometimes when it rains    
I can almost smell the scent of you    
Still on my skin    
I can feel the soil beneath my feet    
As my knees began to buckle    
Faint remnants of tingly lips    
-Post kiss    
   
I can remember the way you tasted    
I can recall that dead end path      
And how we held no hesitation    
-Just each other    
   
I let the water run down me      
My mind wanders to retrace    
Where your fingers once laced    
The pull of the past    
-Igniting    
-Inviting    
   
Skin on Skin    
We laid bare to the elements    
And wrote our first love's origin    
With our tongues and fingertips    
We signed the pages    
-Before the wear and tear of ages    
   
Like a silent film    
-For my eyes only    
Flashbacks retract to me    
Like an elastic band    
The slow, steady flow of curious hands
Roaming newfound foreign lands    
   
The thunder...    
The rain...    
The smell of your sweet sweat...    
The soil crumbling beneath us...    
The enticing invitation    
Of your muffled moans...    
The sounds of buttons and buckles    
-Hastily removed...    
The plunging of your pulsing body    
-Quenching our thirsting youth...    
The soft, warm velvet of your mouth    
-As you took me in...    
The rapid momentum of baited breaths...    
And that euphoric release    
Under the whistling trees...    
   
I let you enter me:    
My naïve heart    
My intoxicated mind    
My yearning body    
My youth    
My use    
   
Through a humid daze    
I revisit your embrace    
Even if only for a moment:    
I was yours    
And you were mine    
-And we knew the rain by name