Friday, October 31, 2025

Umbrella In Sweet Rain

Umbrella In Sweet Rain
© Surazeus
2025 10 31

When umbrellas fall in sensuous rain 
at passionate kiss between lonely lovers, 
silver drops erase social memories 
so we become two bodies intertwined 
with sweet electric energy of trust 
that generates new life from our desire. 

Stark rays of light through storm-impatient clouds 
illuminate demon wings in our hearts 
so we transcend tight bounds of naked fear 
through slow expansion of our conscious hopes 
to glow as constellated stars of love 
arranged by plans we weave with whispered words. 

Together holding hands of shy regret 
we wander through deserted park of signs, 
ignoring careful paths of social roles 
to tread with bare feet of assertive faith 
fear-muddied trails in shadows of cruel trees 
who weep flower blooms on our tangled hair. 

Great need for shared responsibilities 
binds our individual hands with red thread 
of heart-connected moments we perform 
to nurture trust of stricken insolence 
combining separate minds with one new goal 
that guides our navigation beyond death. 

Weird way light glows on cautious open doors 
alerts our skittish hearts to sudden trap 
that could still fracture fragile innocence 
with misconstrued words of false sentiments 
distorted by perceptive nonchalance 
that twists our haven into paradise. 

No agitated guilt of lonely vales 
projects bright stars on stone walls of the church 
where faceless ancestors we never meet 
wait sleepless in tombless graves of the heart 
for hour we choose to rise from numb despair 
and strike with truth against contempt of fate. 

Pungent scent of lilies after dawn rain 
disguises familiar anger with hope 
that disciplined poise of honest respect 
may splinter monuments to social pride 
erected by the living left behind 
who carve our names on rain-smooth river stones. 

Unreachable home of galactic tides 
lures our aching hearts to return at last 
from endless journey to lost paradise 
with brave humility contrived by prayers 
till we meet again by hate-ruined hall 
to kiss under umbrella in sweet rain. 




2 comments:

  1. Orpheus and Ophelia kiss under umbrella in sweet rain while imperial planes drop bombs on homes in lands far across the sea of arrogant dismay.

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  2. Inspired by a scene in episode 33 of Chinese wuxia fantasy "Love in the Clouds".

    https://www.netflix.com/title/82071208

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