#rainlove
First showers of the summer rain
Like a long awaited guest
From the sky came for a visit
Kissed the heart of the burned earth
Crushing the strata of heat and sweat
Cold drizzle spraying drop by drop
Gently over the cracked roof
Magical music of the summer showers
Mystic artwork for the little moments
Of lightning and heavy beats of thunder
Rain is singing in the right rhythm
Rain , Rain , sing again
Rain , Rain , come again
The Pluviophile sang from her window
Song of the drizzling rain always
Resonanced with the song of her soul
Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 11:08 AM UTC
Like the touch of rain she was
On a man's hair and eyes
When the joy of walking thus
has taken me by surprise;
With the love of storm I burn,
I sing,I laugh,well I know how,
But forget when I return
As I shall not forget her somehow:
Suddenly they shut the door
Between me and rain,
That was never shut before
And will not open again.
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 8:30 AM UTC