Dancing in the Rain

Pretty face with a pretty smile

I can listen to you talk for a whole long mile

Between my thoughts and the lines of my words

You’ve lingered in and out like spirits and worlds

That day in the mall I’d give to have again

Because clashing our words felt like dancing in the rain

You showed your big smile and caused me do the same

Then you laughed a funny tune that still plays on

Untouched by lustful desire

Unscathed by manly approaches

I can’t believe it still that your lips are virginity’s slaves

And a slave more you are to chastity, time and ideals

My flirty eyes are looking at you

What they may see I dare not look into

For fear that my thoughts may not be equipped well

To comprehend the vision that may be told of you

Pretty girl with a pretty voice

Clashing words just felt so good…so so good

Like dancing in the rain