there was nobody in sight
It was a cold winter night
The clouds were darker than ever
The mist had risen a little higher
There was a storm brewing
I knew it would rain, heavy
But I had a confession to make
The gravel grey shade of the sky
was waiting for my words
The heart next to me
was drumming with impatience
An insect whirred by, in a rush
Now we were entirely alone
The first drops began to fall
With small plinks, as they hit the ground. ‘It’s raining, let’s go’, he said
But I had a confession to make
His steps made marks in the mud
A trail for me to follow
I smiled and said out loud; ‘Walk with me’
The confession was made..

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