the things you remember too

meeting you
by suprise
in a street lamp`s light
that shows your lips
in coolish
blue

I know, your body is warm

then I hear
you asking
where have you been
I dont recall
but I remember well

the things you remember too

every raindrop
touching me
is one of those kisses
that should have been kissed
the kisses we missed

for now we
just have to find
a place to hide

somewhere warm and dry

© 1974/2008 brigitta fischer