The rapid needle of rain.
A steady hammering shrink.
Rain that falls like elegant tear trails.
Yes the head back abandon of rain.
rain on rain ,
Wet drip
and spit.
Darting rushing streams chasing new paths.
Unclaimed aqua whipped in cycles,
cartwheeling fluid flurries, freshness
cascades.
Yes, that happy patter of care free fall.
drenched on steam and scent of dust.
The stars in puddles ripple, they colour pulse and
shimmer for the rain.
invisible fine silk clings to my skin,
A blanket of humid vapour summons sweat,
I am a swimmer in dew,
I rush to the source.
Writhing arteries of water.
Forever.
