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don't you just love the rain?
the cool water against your skin
the spring smell in the air
the way the water just falls
rushing
raging
POUNDING
CONSUMING
I want to be devoured by the rain
the steady flow of droplets
the even and calm waves
the sweetness of its touch
caressing
loving
ENGULFING
BREAKING
I love the sound of the rain
the steady but alarming pound
my rooftop doesn't do it justice
it is so beautiful, so tender
finding peace
in the steadiness
TALKING LOUD
TO BE HEARD
I love the rain, I really do
I dread the sun coming back out
I can't stand the warmth on my body
I love the rain, it takes away my soul.
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