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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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