SHE LOVES RAIN
Stretching her arms, facing the sky
Letting herself drenched in the rain,
She said, "Listen to the sound of the rain.
Can you hear the melody?"
I thought to myself nothing sounds
Better than her angelic voice.
And nothing thrills like
watching her get soaked.
The clothes she wore stuck on her
Like an iron piece on a magnet.
Rain drops hit on her face bursting like
Bubbles and making tiny splash on her face.
Slowly the drops dripping through her hair.
As she looked at me, l watched rain drops
Rolling down her forehead and kissing her
Pink lips as drops rolled away below her chin.
How could I resist, but hug her like a teddy bear?