Umbrella In Sweet Rain
© Surazeus
2025 10 31

When umbrellas fall in sensuous rain
at passionate kiss between lonely lovers,
silver drops erase social memories
so we become two bodies intertwined
with sweet electric energy of trust
that generates new life from our desire.

Stark rays of light through storm-impatient clouds
illuminate demon wings in our hearts
so we transcend tight bounds of naked fear
through slow expansion of our conscious hopes
to glow as constellated stars of love
arranged by plans we weave with whispered words.

Together holding hands of shy regret
we wander through deserted park of signs,
ignoring careful paths of social roles
to tread with bare feet of assertive faith
fear-muddied trails in shadows of cruel trees
who weep flower blooms on our tangled hair.

Great need for shared responsibilities
binds our individual hands with red thread
of heart-connected moments we perform
to nurture trust of stricken insolence
combining separate minds with one new goal
that guides our navigation beyond death.

Weird way light glows on cautious open doors
alerts our skittish hearts to sudden trap
that could still fracture fragile innocence
with misconstrued words of false sentiments
distorted by perceptive nonchalance
that twists our haven into paradise.

No agitated guilt of lonely vales
projects bright stars on stone walls of the church
where faceless ancestors we never meet
wait sleepless in tombless graves of the heart
for hour we choose to rise from numb despair
and strike with truth against contempt of fate.

Pungent scent of lilies after dawn rain
disguises familiar anger with hope
that disciplined poise of honest respect
may splinter monuments to social pride
erected by the living left behind
who carve our names on rain-smooth river stones.

Unreachable home of galactic tides
lures our aching hearts to return at last
from endless journey to lost paradise
with brave humility contrived by prayers
till we meet again by hate-ruined hall
to kiss under umbrella in sweet rain.

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Orpheus and Ophelia kiss under umbrella in sweet rain while imperial planes drop bombs on homes in lands far across the sea of arrogant dismay.

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