Raindrops

You cool my being when it's catastrophically sad. When you just touch my skin, it's my mind that goes gladly mad. The rhythm of classic music fills your pitter-patter Between you and the wind, what exactly is the chatter? My heart, like a red rose, blooms. The aroma of love spreads. From within, as a thick speck of summer dust, ego shreds Is there, between you and the earth, a passionate debate? Joy, like new sprouts, from my interiors rejuvenates. Do you mirror my sadness? You erased my tears, I know. Don't you know, that it's out of inner pain that the tears blow? Lightning peeps from clouds like a shy girl behind her mother. Each bubble in troubled waters tries to smash the other. I feel cleansing, like freshness of physique after a bath. Is the thunder raising its voice a sign of divine wrath? Zeus, Oya, Indra, and Hyades dance in euphoria. There's, on earth, a rhyme and chime of Amen Alleluia.