a girl wanted talk to me under an unbrella.
i prefered talking to her while being in the rain.
short story short.
she got so awkward with it, that she just forced me under her umbrella after some time.. hahah people are weird.
How could I NOT Love, love, LOVE Dancing IN the Rain?? =) *Just a month or so ago, I was accused of being on drugs because of my love for dancing in the rain. =) An acquaintance of mine -a man I've been a touch in love with since I first met him, truth to tell- caught me...
I went down the world's longest pier on Saturday. Situated in Southend, England, the pier is around a MILE long. I had to get on the train that runs down it if I wanted to get down to the end at a reasonable hour. The other thing to mention was...
I love to dance in the rain. The feel of the water on my skin, the static of the storm in the air, just
Letting the rain wash away any pain your tears might hold. A rebirthing of a sensual feeling that
Only the light of a flame can duplicate.
with no shelter near by. I was already soaked so why not try to enjoy myself. I started dancing to some David Bowie in my head. I felt so wonderful, like I was united and one with everything in the whole universe. :-)
for playing in the rain..and somehow I'd catch a cold...Now I love feeling the rain..It brings in a lot of memories..happy childhood memories.. I feel free .. and I can feel some sort of love in every raindrop..It's fun to taste it too..
I believe rains are a blessing..Its...
I love dancing in the rain. it was raining today and i had a chance to frolic and spin and be silly in the rain. it only lasted a couple minutes but it was oh so fun. my dog was dancing with me too in her dog-like way. i cant wait for more rain<3
Just keep your body moving how I like. Oh, yeah the music feels like paradise Can't get any better, no. I wanna stay right in this moment for life. Baby, treat me wrong, treat me right. My heart keeps on racing, in overdrive. Once the music hits my body I feel so alive :)
I remember when I was dating Wilde I had asked her to go out dancing with me. We both love ballroom dancing. I had purchased tickets to a high-end charity event months in advance. Because I knew we would be eating and drinking as well as dancing, I didn't want to bother...
We danced a slow song
Under the dark curtain of the heavens
fallen down on us little liquid crystals
drenched our head down to our souls
you were there for me
I was there for you
We danced to a song only we can hear
You are beautiful tonight
You'd make the angels cry
Dance with me...Let the water fall down, washing away all of the distractions...all of the dust and sins and grievances we've known...Dance with me, to a song only we can hear...Dance with me, for one minute or for the rest of my life, only never stop holding me like this...like...
It was a warm day in August. There were people gathered in the park playing Frisbee, having picnics, reading, or simply walking along. That's what she was doing.
The girl with long eyelashes, a natural tan and hair past her shoulders that blew in the light breeze. She walked...
when I was in town with a group of friends and it was pouring with rain. Everyone ran into a shop to keep dry but me and this other girl decided it would be more fun to go outside, dance in the rain and accept we were going to get soaked either way and embrace it. It was so much...
and I had become very close. After about 3 weeks of being co dance instructors we found ourselves caught in a rainstorm together on our way back to the lodges. Instead of running frantically back to stay dry we skipped and frolicked about ridiculously. Side by side we danced in...
Come taste the rain
Its life's sweet refrain
Lift your face to taste
Don't let a drop waste!
It starts slowly with a drop
Then pitter-patter, soaked top!
Heavier then sodden
Jump in it! Trodden!
Soaked to the skin
Drink it all in
Come dance in the rain with me!
And when we...
other children. School has finished and the forest trees loom over us. The grass road is glistening and pregnant with rain water. The air is cool and the sky is pouring. Clothing soaks and sticks to skin. One by one the children arrive to their homes and then there is one. Me...