And I remember the night <br />We walked or rather I walked you <br />Under a shared umbrella <br />In pouring rain and street lamps <br />Pouring shafts of shower lights <br />Into blazing puddles of water <br />Into which we stepped carelessly <br />Hot shoulders touching, rubbing <br />Wet clothes, wet skins <br />Not talking and yet conversing <br />As man and woman does <br />When they walk as such <br />In the darkening night <br />A night of such pouring rain <br />With street lamps pouring lights <br />And not defining what each feels <br />Yet experiencing beyond mere words <br />Things all can feel in hot shoulders <br />Rubbing each other in the darkening night <br />A night of pouring rain and pouring lights............<br /><br />krishnakumar chandrasekar nair<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-i-remember-that-night/
