Clouds where getting darker andwhen pounding was at it’s extremeShe came running and stood beside me,making me share my little umbrella with her. A solitaire soul who hated rain,wished it to never end, again and again. Forget diamonds, raindrops can be more beautiful,If it was on her skin.Forget rainbows, her smile was more colourful,that ignoring … More Her Smile 🙂
Neither the sky nor the clouds
proclaimed her arrival tonight.
She raged with impatience,
that stood her way.