The First Rain Love Story

Under dramatic skies,

With quick winds,

He stands on his terrace watching,

The rain pour,

Until his eyes see her,

On another terrace,

Few buildings over,

Dancing without a care in the world,

Hands stretched out,

Cool raindrops falling on her face,

Twirling, swirling, jumping, smiling,

And not knowing,

That someone, somewhere,

Is falling in love with her right then.