Dancing in the Rain
Raindrops srtiking my forehead,
First the caress, and then the shower.
I get soaked in seconds, water in my bones,
And then the pleasure abandons; I remember...
How we loved to dance in the rain,
You proclaiming my derangement, and I yours.
But venture we would, into Gods' offer
Of rain, and closeness, and us... and bliss.
The ground that rushed to meet the drops
The drop that rushed to kiss my cheek
Oh it would, were your hand not near,
I'd lie if say, I'd prefer the rain.
The curtain of bliss that bars
The world from us, and us from them
The outside, suddenly rendered private
Its neither you nor I, it was just us.
First the caress, and then the shower.
I get soaked in seconds, water in my bones,
And then the pleasure abandons; I remember...
How we loved to dance in the rain,
You proclaiming my derangement, and I yours.
But venture we would, into Gods' offer
Of rain, and closeness, and us... and bliss.
The ground that rushed to meet the drops
The drop that rushed to kiss my cheek
Oh it would, were your hand not near,
I'd lie if say, I'd prefer the rain.
The curtain of bliss that bars
The world from us, and us from them
The outside, suddenly rendered private
Its neither you nor I, it was just us.
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