i've loved you in the rain.
(do you remember that kiss?
you were going to leave as the first few drops
of the evening storm began to fall,
and as you hugged me close,
i whispered,
into your chest,
"do you really want to be with me?"
and you hugged me tighter
and said,
"is that what it is?
don't worry about that"
and
you kissed my lips
as the storm poured around us.)
(or do you remember how it poured,
when we didn't care,
we never care,
if there was no crisp sheets,
or firm mattress,
if there was no candle light,
we forgot the previous anger,
the promise of letting go,
and i was your woman again?)
i loved you then, when it rained,
to the sound of
the cars splashing
and sloshing steps
of the poor souls
stuck outside,
cold.
i've loved you in the rain,
soaking wet
and warm inside,
unable to distinguish
tears from water.

i've loved you in the snow.
(do you remember that day?
the first snow of the year,
our first...date....
vanilla coffee on your lips,
and i remember the album you bought.
a tiny moment,
did you catch it?
it spun around and i knew then.
the moment
the space between your pink nose
and mine
shrank into the warmth of a kiss)
(or, the snow that fell quietly,
as we searched for a place to love,
and you loved me so tenderly,
and each kiss fell on my skin
like the softest of snowflakes....)
i loved you then, when it snowed,
when my skin and yours were cold,
when we searched for the warmth
in each others's breath
and
we left a trail of our footsteps
on the untainted snow.
i've loved you in the snow,
shaking,
watching the little clouds of our breaths
and thawing my lips with yours.