Rain Falls...

Standing on the cold cement, feet getting drenched. Oblivious to everything but you and the rain. Droplets gather at the tip of your nose (quickly wiped away) Soft lovemaking sessions (the rain) One puddle kissing another, then pouring itself into the one it loves. I'm not angry with this rain, infact, I enjoy it. There is beauty under so many tiny pools. Letting go of the sick feeling you have created, I soak in the rain.