he thunder rolls
the lightning flashes
So softly tickling my senses
dripping silently on the windowpane
such a quiet echo, the tears of heaven
falling on my skin
cooling my face
the world becomes clear as ice
looking up i see endless grey
the sight is beautiful
the smell is pure and fresh
the taste is wonderful and delicious
the feel is cold and clean
the sound is soothing and tranquil
washing me spotless of all fears, regrets, and sorrows
C
7 comments:
is that a song or poem or what?? its good
lol it's just a poem...thing..i don't really know, i wrote it because i was thinking about rain
I like rain. quite a lot.
yay! i do too
Ha, that picture thing is really cool. And fitting for the poem.
aaahhh i love that picture!!! let me guess.. you got it off photobucket
haha...thanks i did indeed get it off photobucket!
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