New York

I always envision a rainy New York night, underneath the streetlights, set in black in white. A woman and a man walking hand in hand, under the shelter of an umbrella.

He suddenly stops walking and she turns to him with concern. In one hand, he holds up the umbrella, shielding them from the rain, with the other hand, he wraps his arm around her waist- pulling her closer into him.

He kisses her deeply, with the arm wrapped around her waist, he feels her sink into him. His hand becomes more relaxed as he lets go into this kiss.

Exhale.

The umbrella slips from his grip.

They don’t even notice.

Caught up in each other.

The warm rain, doesn’t seem to exist.

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