pluviophile
In the days gone by she loved the rain,
Loved the comforting scent of the soil,
She found music in the rain,
magic in the rain,
love in the rain..
Same love gave her a wound,
A wound that was difficult to heal and hurtful to carry along...
That's how a pluviophile died
-VJ
Loved the comforting scent of the soil,
She found music in the rain,
magic in the rain,
love in the rain..
Same love gave her a wound,
A wound that was difficult to heal and hurtful to carry along...
That's how a pluviophile died
-VJ