Follow me
She whispered softly
Let me take you to a place
 She lit the candle
He followed her
As shadows cast upon her face
He shouldn't go
Nor should she but
The invite was quite rewarding
The cabin in the woods
He saw the trees
The little brook
And wondered if he should
The fireplace lit
The comforter down
pages of poetry
strewn all around
He sat beside her
not a word was said
he took a pen from his pocket
he began to write 

along side her
He looked up
She smiled 
and they continued on
while misty droplets
quietly kissed the window pane
she finished before him
then sat back
he glanced over at her page
"Love Letters" the title read
he smiled
 and then replied "In The Rain."  

In the Rain

Looking in 
the cabin window 
reflections of 
the falling rain 
and the rainbow 
colored leaves 
I see me 
walking through 
the rain 
I feel me walking 
wet and cooled 
Inside the dark log room 
I see you  there
By the glow of the 
red dancing warmth 
Writing from your 
undiscovered soul
so sweetly 
I lay by you 
and start a poem 
Symmetry meets us 
We end our words as one 
Trading verse 
and funny whispers 
Loves your target 
letters sweet 
Things that I could never feel 
In this place 

All things suspended 
The voice inside me silenced here 
You  pen in violet ink  "Love Letters" 
Scrawled in azure blue I write 
"In the rain"

©Paul