I love summer rain... how washes the ground, embraces the air. I love the way warm water slightly touches my face feeling like it melts within the texture of my skin... the sound of teardrops touching the grass, how the air smells and feels after the rain.
Have you ever danced or just sat out in the rain waiting thousand teardrops to tender your body? Have you ever walked barefoot on the warm grass like a child that makes his first steps? Just to wait there listening his song, to let it dress you up with teardrops... just to wash your face, to melt the salt of your lost faded lips...
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