Late Night Conversations

As I turn around in the pouring rain,

I look upon your familiar face.

I can see your distintive features;

The way your hair drifts over your face,

The way your eyes shine so bright...

I run towards you and you seem to notice my tears,

You wipe them away and I peer into your eyes...

As I'm lost for words, I touch your face,

It's cold and wet, but still the soft same skin...

I look up, stuttering as I'm trying to put into words how much I care about you.

Suddenly I realize that "I love you" is the only way to say it.

You tell me you love me,

I find myself smiling