First drop loops from children conducting sparklers. Testing testing one two three; a sniper's lead; a spoon of ice cream. Made-it, breathe, made-it, breathe, made-it-safe-finisheddonerelief.
Shower tracks of a lover learning your body. Head tilting back in the hairdresser's sink, feet freed from ski boots. The delicate veil of deciding to trust.
Phantom rain when dark and heat-red meet in unreciprocated desire.
Rain crashes saucepans into the cupboard. It's surrender, it's survival. The wail of people forcing their priorities; the door slam full stop.
Clearing doors open in Arrivals, anywhere. Hand on the waist ready to waltz. A floor-to-ceiling window, cinnamon buns, cotton sheets, a camera. A very first step.
Response to writing prompt from @sarahselecky