I used to dream of being kissed in the rain
But I did not imagine
It would be as wonderful as this
Spinning in darkness
Frosted streetlights reflected in emerging puddles
Freezing cold head and blue lips
but warm all over the places their hands touch
The happiness that blooms in my chest
Is the flower watered by the rain
And the result of many small kisses
Dripping down my face
Glasses spotted
Teeth chattering
But all I can do is smile
And laugh through the cold
I am in love
I am in love with being with them
And their kisses in the rain