Rain
Rain, enchantingly sarrantes me to go lay amongst her and instantly submit to her alluring beauty, tepid voice and moist body. Bliss and numbness rush around me. The entrancing hours pass allowing her to calmly and slowly intertwine with my soul to delicately liberate me from the chain like wires of a ticking time bomb called my mind.
Rain, it opens up my ears to a plethora of foreign rhythms and tranquil cadences . Tonight it's her soothing orchestra that is conducted by the world pronounced Mr. Pitter Patter himself or will it be lead by the Grand dueo Xxxtentation ft Chardonnay. Both her gifts will inevitably immerse the fires and calm the severely parched demons in my mind.
Rain, it teleports me to previous various uncharted scenic locations of hers. It takes me away mentally, physically and spiritually. The grimmy, carcass stained back road has turned into a vibrant lushish Forest floor as the rain makes me numb from fulfillment I see the floor is covered in a stunning viridescent green moss that has a thin layer of dew from the heavy downpour not much could come through the vast gargantuan oaks canopies but by my mothers nature there was a small opening in the monstrous canopy and there I lay. A God with his Goddess in their Heaven. Her presence radiates a warm comforting light but as usual it is hard to distinguish is this reality or another sick trick of my mind .
Rain, it wakes me while leaving with one final lighting strike that's In the distance. Her euphoria refueling my chambers in my heart like each killawatt refuels the cells to a battery. I have been refreshed, renewed, and rejuvenated. I feel her energy coursing through my veins. In reality I'm laying here drenched from her blessings. Shivering, cold from her heat siphoning grasp. There I lay as if I was born again from the creator it's self. With my new found energy I will proudly praise and eagerly perform her ritualistic summoning dance because now I have a thirst only quenchable from the water you provide on my mind.
