2 Good

A ride on my bike
In the drizzle
With a very soft whistle
Not many may like
But to me it's no baffle.

Pearls drop by
On the helmet visor
Heart denies to slide them off
No problem if its a damper
And slightly glares my vision.

Tempting raindrops
Descend on my lips
Pure taste and sure chaste.

The next time it poured
Dousing me completely
Long enough to cater to the thirst
Only this time I had a company who with trust
Closed her eyes
And paid no attention to my tryst.