Rain on Me

Rain on Me

rain

Fat drops, land on my face,

Cold kiss, sharp kiss,

Startling, refreshing

I shiver;

Minutes pass,

I’m soaking wet.

Still, the drops fall,

Unrelenting.

I want it to stop,

Wish it would stop,

But the rain turns gentle,

the cold wetness comforting,

that pattering;

Drops dancing on each and every surface,

Like music.

I don’t want it to end.

I want the rain on me,

for a little while longer.

Author: elly in nairobi

Elly writes fiction. Her goal is to have a series of romance novels set in Nairobi. She works at it everyday, and will celebrate when she has reached five books set in the city in the sun.

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