Rain, the tease and us…

Wind ruffles my hair as I look on,
Your fingers feeling the silver streaks,
Drawing closer, you say ‘Hold on’
Mist blows a chill in the warm togetherness,
A shiver you can’t harness, while
Arms awide, I breathe and smell
You touch with a mocking smile,
Inviting rather tantalizingly,
a brief interlude of lust,
amid the open hills
Rain, tease and sleaze,
I look, smirk and indulge,
Wilderness, mirth & love
A muddy puddle of
Rain, the tease and us