Lovers in the Rain

Arm in armUnder a canopyOf treesTwo lovers glideOn a movingCobblestone pathMystically travelingThrough time.I witness far behindTrying to recollectA memory of my own:Two lovers playingIn the rainSomewhere not long agoSplashing caresses,And gathering kissesAs water washed over us.Droplets fall hard,They huddle tighter.His arm on her lower back,Her arms pretzeledInto fleshMorphing into one soul,Moving further awayFrom what I recognizeAs a possibility of my own.I miss my loverIn betweenWetness,FogAnd a downpour....