dreams are come, as summer's rains
a warm drops, who touch and paints
flow on body under dress
want to dance with rain? oh, yes!
dreams have different color
but i want to try them all
hottest, coldest, cruel, sweet
i dance under rain barefeet
endlees rain, what are you do?
my wet dress shows me on view
but who care? it's my dream!
magic world, where all things gleam
warm drops find a way to heart
dance with me, if you are smart
rain is painting my new world
my heart sings, emotions burled
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Dreams cascade, akin to summer's rains,
Warm droplets, gently sketching, run in veins,
Flow 'neath the fabric, tracing silent bliss,
To dance within this rain? A whispered "yes".
Each dream, a prism casting colors bright,
I yearn to sample each with heart alight,
The fiercest heat, the chill, the sweet, the raw,
I dance beneath the rain, barefoot in awe.
Unending rain, what spectacle you show?
My dampened gown reveals — onlookers wow,
Yet, who cares? It's but my dream's own theme,
An enchanted realm, where all things dance and gleam.
Warm drops, they chart a path into my heart,
Embrace this dance, if wit and charm impart.
The rain bestows my world with hues untold,
My heart croons, the swirl of emotions bold.