Sound of Rain

Amidst the pouring rain and
The soaked clay's essence
Lay there those two wooden chairs like a
couple lost in each others' presence

Drenched were those orchid leaves
In the passionate love,
Of the frenzied amorous rain
Pouring from the clouds above

Closed were my eyes listening
To the melody of this tryst
Of the falling rain droplets meeting
the weaving and fluttering leaves

Reminding was the nature us,
Of its secrets arcane
As it filled our mundane existence
With the sound of rain