A conversation on seasons...between the two...

'i just love rains...'
he exclaimed...
She heard that
And smiled...
'last winter you claimed
You loved that season...
And before that
You loved Autumn
And even scorching summer too...'
She just reminded him...
Knowing him...
She just wanted really
Not to query
Cause she got no doubts
Or fears...
She got faith and Faith
Of smiles
And those smiles were actually purified by happy tears...

So
Kinda playful...
Her soul by the rain already filled
She just asked...

He looked at her...
Her eyes...
Her oceanic eyes
Where once Neptune's daughter died happy in Love...
He looked at that peaceful yet playful dove...

'i guess...
When one is in Love
One finds beauty and love
Everywhere...
Every season...
Every moment...
Every tick tock of that huge grand clock...

But rains?
Well ...
Can't you see dear
How she came?
Look at her...
Her flame...
Her calm...
Her dress awesome...
Look...
See...
Feel...
The rain...
All over me...
my neck...
lips... throat...
wet wet blue coat...
shoes...
toes...

Look...
See ...
The light...
Traffic flow
Painting red green yellow...

Blue...
Also there
Painted by that neon sign...
Blue
Like a giant advert
Of red red wine...

And
Still...
Do you seriously feel?
The rains...
Is She not playing?
On you?
On me?
On people?
On the city?
On the road of life?

What's the point
In dissecting a small life so?
By only useless doubts?
And fears useless the same?
What's the point in holding onto each
And every kind of worry?
Why?
When there is another a few hundred journeys pending?
With no ending?
Dear...
Lets be
Rain...
Lets just be
Rains...'
he said
As if he prayed...

And she...
Smiled...
Knowing him...
She just smiled...
Faith
Affirmed...
Hope affirmed...
Love ?
It was all over her
Already...
Even before she
Made that query...
Much before that...
A few million years before that...
Perhaps...