her kiss sublimates
in a summery thundershower
the raindrops’ patter
on the pavilion’s glass roof
and the surrounding shrubs
rises with the humidity
that glistens on tanned skin
and becomes our heartbeat
but a hollow thunderclap
sparks a chilly draft
that fills the pavilion
with emptiness and whispers
of fireside embraces
and we part silently
yet our heartbeats
remain interchanged
while the petrichor rain
drenches this city
in crystalline light