Dancing in the Rain

Do you remember what it feels like to walk in the rain?
She does.

She danced in the rain today.

She remembers how refreshing it is
For water to fall on her clothes and soak right through
And beat onto her skin.
The monsoon served well to relieve the tropical heat.

It wet her hair
Then drenched it
When her hair could contain no more,
It trickled down her cheeks

If they were tears
They would be of freedom
Of liberty, emancipation and jubilation
In those moments,
There was nothing else that mattered.

Do you remember what it feels like to be in the tropical monsoon?
She does.
She danced in the rain today.

I danced in the rain today.

+ Flisha spoke @ 7:45 pm

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