Tuesday, June 21, 2011

The Life Of The Rain

Life’s rain poems, love poems

When life less soul.


By absorbing the rain and the nucleus is still dry.


Swimming in the sound, but all-encompassing silence.


I feel my cheeks droplets,


if the thirst of drought before collapsing.


I'm stunned by the waves of joy and laughter.


I hope the shower, and this is the life of the rain.

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