ME BEING pluviophile
It was in the middle of the night
While everything around was very quiet,
And I heard that drizzle sound
While I was lying on my bed with no one around,
I stood up to see that beautiful downfall
And to feel every moment of that rainfall.
And as and when the thunderstorm started,
I stretched my hands toward falling drops which were gifted,
I closed my eyes to feel the approaching rain,
While those drops rush through my skin reliving my pain,
That drizzling sound was soothing my mind
And me being a pluviophile enjoyed the rainy wind.
© Alina