Rainy Night Of Love

In the hushed embrace of a rainy night,

Two hearts entwined, hidden from sight,

Weaved in shadows, our secret affair,

Love's whispers dance upon the air.

The raindrops fall, like kisses bestowed,

A symphony of passion, a story untold,

Each droplet a caress, a tender touch,

As we basked in love's clandestine clutch.

The darkened sky, a cloak of desire,

Concealing flames that burned higher,

With every lightning flash, our souls aflame,

Craved for the taste of a forbidden fruit.

The rain, a metaphor for love's cascade,

A torrential downpour of longing, unswayed,

Its rhythmic patter, a symphony of our own,

As passion blossomed, seeds were sown.

The thunder roared, like hearts set free,

Revealing depths of love's decree,

In the tempest's grip, we sought refuge,

Lost in a realm where only we knew.

The wet pavements shimmered, like dreams entwined,

Mirroring the path our hearts defined,

In puddles, reflections of a love untamed,

A clandestine dance, forever unnamed.

The petrichor rose, an earthy perfume,

As bodies merged beneath the moon,

Unveiling desires, we dared not confess,

In the rain's embrace, we found solace.

But as the storm subsides, so does our tryst,

Love's transient flame, by reality kissed,

We part ways, like raindrops on a pane,

Fleeting moments, forever engraved in our veins.

Yet the memories linger, like rain-soaked earth,

A testament to a love's hidden worth,

Symbolic of a connection, rare and pure,

A secret shared, forever secure.

So let the rain pour, on that fateful night,

Our love, a secret, bathed in its light,

For in those drops, our passion shall reside,

In a rainy night's embrace, love never denied.