DROUGHT

Skin to skin, like they were never apart.
Unkempt breaths, waiting to be caressed, wanting to be touched.

His lips like the light of dusk,
Meeting the blue of her night.
Fingers laced together like two incomplete notes,
Creating roaring melodies.

Eyes as deep as the pit of seas,
The plunge is a mystery.
"Disaster!" My mind cries.
"Dive in!" My heart chuckles.

Two wavering souls, clashing like thunder.
And suddenly, it rained.

The drought had finally ended.