I hear the rain outside,
A million tears splashing against concrete,
Transparent stains that bleed a spectrum
To wash out the grey scale world.

Footsteps tremble in the puddles,
Drops of ice caressing my skin,
The sunshine in my heart
As I dance to the music of nature
Like Gene Kelly

The dark clouds roll above my head,
But there's a smile on my face
And I imagine the clap of thunder
To encourage the crescendo
Of dance and music
As my clothes are soaked
And my bones quiver.

But nothing matters
*I'm dancing and singing in the rain.