Rain Dance Ii

May is warm, energetic, enticing and embracing singing rhythmic rhyme, melancholic melodies of spring; in a change of weather flowing on the wispy neck of winds fall the rain drops, cold and heavy in their spin, petals loosen and release down to the earth below a hundred buds open wide to the chilling flow. The rain dance waltzes and sweeps its playful tango ballet in the spread of flowerings on the edges end displayed of cultivated hedges in a damp dove gray sky revealing the fall of colors in the garden on the fly; perfumed lilac lavenders and magnolias scent each breath of air roses bud gently, tenderly exposed, well loved and well cared; pinks peek out, deep, dark, delicate, intense flamingoes, reds bleed crimson burgundy, in spicy velvet, tomato throws; lacey pale orchids hold steady in cherry blossom rush and blush beneath a stage of starlight dust, faded white pale ivory tusks; colors of the rainbow slow dance, a mix of colors given to whim and chance; blue, green, yellow, orange and red stretched in a row along the edges of the garden bed; scarlet claret burgundies, touch the light rays of the sun and shade with canary yellow saffron burning in amber mellow lemonade; the hybrids rise taller, gangly stretching up overall in time where olive cucumber mint, blends pine grass green, lemon and lime; and the colors fade like distant aerial gavottes grateful to the sun and rains for what the season caught. It's the rain dancing in the end of May nothing keeps the garden more happy and gay.