One of those steamy summer afternoons.
The sun intensely harsh, the air thick with every scent found mixing on a city street.
We escaped to the air conditioned cool of a darkened bedroom. Light obliterating shades blocking any light.
Hinting at the darkness we'd come to share.
Our clothes shedding with each urgent kiss.
The next few hours were a blur of tangled lips, limbs and emotions, as the world slipped away.
You wove something magical, or perhaps it was me who cast a spell upon you.
Our bodies intertwined in sweat, pulling apart slowly.
Suddenly aware of outside city sounds, bright bits of straining sunlight outlining the black shades.
We stepped back into the world, scented with sex, cologne and perfume.
Steamy summer heat rising from the sidewalks.
The sun searing into our skin, the air heavy with stifling scents of the city.
Your arm linked in mine as you pulled me closer for a kiss.
A pause.
My eyes looked up at you and the heavens.
Clouds, sun, and the magical moment of a sunshower.
Rain sprinkling almost golden.
Shimmering in the sunshine.
Yes, magic.
Whenever it rains with sunshine, I think of you.
- beautflstranger
