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Play rain , play melancholic tunes
Play closely to my ear, I need to hear

I want to listen to Sinatra's toe-tap sounds
As you fall, fall slowly to the ground
outside my great-grandmother's house.

Play rain, Come down and break the silence
Bring puddles to the desert
Puddles far from clear, yet fresh enough
to jump into, to jump in muddy waters

to step within the dormant child
to free the one I'm not from who I am

Play rain, play melancholic tunes
Wash away my present ,So I recall my past

Let me find night's music
as you patter on the old tin roof
like a symphonic flute.

Let me search for who I am , who I was
why, and where

Why do I fight this little girl inside ?

This little girl who screams , who begs, 
who yearns  to run, to get her white shirt soaking wet
to splish and to splash , to be whom She's meant to be
Daughter of the wild.

Rain , rain, come again
Let those drip drops stream , over my shoulders
All way down my back, and across my thighs.

Let me sail upon your rivers
Holy waters - Dirty Waters
Any water, better than a dry land
where only cactus will survive.

Rain, rain, Let me feel your touch upon my  lips
Rub gently against my skin
Let me taste your every trickle

Rebirth in me with all the blowing winds

Cleanse all sweet hypocratic lies, anytime

Tease me with your whisper
Evoke in me  the childhood magic
Make it last throughout the years

Rain, rain,  pour down your sky light showers
Let them hide away my fears
Fears, tears, Fears...and more tears.

Rain, rain , play and make me smile.











Inspired by Nikko's blog about Rain , Thanks Nikko !

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