the taste of rain
and a drop of rain on bare skin is a luxury.
squeals of joy, a frantic dog,
wagging
wagging
can I play, can I join
can be heard.
it is a fact that the human mind can push all its worries away,
and for a couple of hours, moments of bliss,
a rosy tinge, only faintly shadowed
outside in the garden, blue lips, smooth skin,
drenched hair, and forever smiles
freeze the moment
fresh and pure
the droplets become splashes and the splashes torrents
ushered inside,
now wipe your feet,
the moment has floated away,
leaving behind
the taste of rain.
can be heard.
it is a fact that the human mind can push all its worries away,
and for a couple of hours, moments of bliss,
a rosy tinge, only faintly shadowed
outside in the garden, blue lips, smooth skin,
drenched hair, and forever smiles
freeze the moment
fresh and pure
the droplets become splashes and the splashes torrents
ushered inside,
now wipe your feet,
the moment has floated away,
leaving behind
the taste of rain.
Why that's lovely Lotus.
ReplyDeleteI would guess you wrote it about an experience you had in the not so distant future.
Merry Christmas everyone!