sweet rain

our bodies echo the sweet sound of passion
resonating off walls in the sweet winter air
we lay folded and wrapped around each other
like paper animals and coccoons
smiling graciously at the sound of the wind
as it blows outside your window
your lips are warm against mine
as we kiss, you shudder
what do we climb when we reach the peak?
do we find other mountains to champion?
and like the falling snow we will melt
into each other as it turns to rain