I love the rain.

The sound.
The smell.
The touch.

The tipping,
The Tapping, 
Gentle kisses to the dust
Tickling the leaves, 
Rolling sweetly down in trust
Mirror, liquid glass,

The slushing, 
The humming
Massaging the grass
Cooling the sun

The pouring,
The roaring
The beating of drums.

Cleansing a stain
With oil and mud
Slashing
And rinsing
Cooling flared blood

Adventure
Nostalgia
Flooding your brain
With words, 
Imagination.

Oh, I love the rain.