I look out my window
And what do I see
Little rain drops in front of me
It started to pour
I ran out side
And let the rain
Hit my face
I close my eyes
And to my suprise
" Hello my dear."
A voice from behind I dare not look
I know who it is
The one I fear
He grabs my shoulders turns me around
Kisses me gently
I'm soaking wet
From head to two
We just stood there
My lover and my friend
He understands me
And what the rain means to me
Where we first met
Was in the rain.
A contest entry
- waterfalls by starwing.
600 points, ended August 24, 2007, 13 entries
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Comments
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this was a different take...and a bit abstract too... nicely written...peace and harmony...desi
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i love the rain. this is a good write.
Zannah
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