"Rain's Embrace"As I lay in a warm cosy bed, feeling deflated by your words, the rain is pouring hard. I can hear the pounding on the roof, the pitter patter on my window. It gives me a sense of comfort.
If the rain had arms, I would be in it's embrace.
I love the rain. It is another balm to my weary soul, and battered heart.
Carissimi 56-60, F 4 Responses 7 Feb 18, 2012