The warmth, it emanates
from the crevices of the cloud we sit
as my head turns to you
the soft guitar plugs away

Your profile, silhouetted
against the window rained
purple neon lights twinkle beyond
illuminating each separate drop

You look outside, eyes wide
the corner of your lips slowly rises
the mellow drums beat my heart
as it thumps with adoration

I’m reminded of our travels
I think about lying next to you
snuggling next to your warmth
and watching it fall, the purple rain