Eager to dance
our feet
dash across
the summer street
the sudden rain
catching us
by surprise
I soaked
to the skin
covering you
with my jacket
as we break
into a grin
& run
our feet barely
touching the ground.
'So, this is
...love? !
you thought
running between
raindrops
not getting wet
protected
by laughter &
kiss after kiss
waltzing in late
to Jazz Ballet Class.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grafton-street-epiphany/
