Monday, 10 December 2012

254. Rain's Touch

When the rainclouds break
and the water hits the metal roof
in a sound so familiar yet so distant,
we clamber to our feet
and rush from under the patio's heat
and into the rain so cool on our faces
we can't help but grin,
helplessly excited to feel
something we'd nearly forgotten.

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