the road

a lonely railroad track in the middle of a mountain stood the test of time and the wither of the elements, being visited on occasion by the few wondering tourists the mountain received, if the road could speak not many tales would be told, and of the few it did tell, none where of honor nor battles, nor any importance the the outside world, but then again, to the outside world nothing really matters. but the road and the mountain path had a favorite story to tell among themselves. it was short and random but at the same time a never ending tale. Speak the mountains of a rainy day like the many that show with the coming of summer,  among the droplets, came a couple walking playfully in the rain, she was as beautiful as a starry night, while he was a robust as a grizzly bear, quite jolly too. as they made their way across the path, the gravel and rocks beneath them made cracks and crunches that livened up the otherwise grey walk. the wood from the railroad track could feel it in the air, that sweet essence that drips from young lovers discovering the world through each others eyes, even if they themselves couldn't. as he wondrously marveled at the round and spout words of awe at the beauty his eyes saw, she whispered to him  to come close to her, with a voice full of innocence and playfulness and maybe a dash of spice. as he closed to her, their bodies met, and their lips clashed in a matter only known to few, his grip tighten around her waist and suddenly two thoughts crept into his mind like a wallflower in the middle of a summer day. the first was that this was unlike any other kiss he had ever experienced,  there's nothing he could compare it to, perfection he knew; did not exist, but boundless beauty he did feel, alongside heat and emotion, something that comes once in a life time stays but only for a few seconds and leaves to never come again, but leaves its markings tattooed on your being, and that was exactly what it was for him.the second thing he realized was that, right then and there, he could have died and been completely at peace with the world.all of this came through his mind in the few seconds the eternal seconds that took place in the pouring rain, hammering the lonely road, and though he never said it out loud, the road, the trees, the sky and rain knew those precious moments he was telling her in his mind, i love you