Wednesday, February 29, 2012,4:32 AM
The joy on your face at the promise of first rain...
Sitting here, miles away,
I can almost feel the cold streaks running down my face.
The aroma of freshly-moistened earth overwhelms me and,
For a minute, everything glistens green

I taste rain again.
I taste of rain again.

Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you, but don't I know you?
There's just something about you. Haven't we met before?
We've been in love forever.
 
posted by Still Waters
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