Walking in the Rain was a Cherished Compulsion,
So that others wouldn't notice that I was Crying...
Today,
It was a Cherished Option,
That I would like to have it Day in and Day out,
With a smile...
I keep Praying....
For thy Life.....
When the clouds opened its' pipeline, letting the torrent beat against the umbrella lamina, the heart sounded with the pump, the pulse beat with the pressure...for you were there with me, on the same branch, since the inception of our location, it was the first time ever.... I loved thee, drenching to quenching a unknown yet pleasurable thirst to be there under the God Given pleasure and face it.....
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