When I first met you
It was raining.
The softly falling drops
Mirrored the way your eyes shone.

At our first embrace
You enveloped me
The **** taste of raspberries
I could never forget.

With your first touch
A spray of sea salt
Wind running through my hair
And stung your cheek.

Iron and rust in my mouth
Mud and grime on my skin
All that's left
The first time I left you
It was raining.