The Rhythm of Rain

A storm passed through this evening.
After it had gone, a calm steady rain remained;
the kind of rain made for dancing in.
While I watched the beauty of it all from my window,
I let my mind wander to a place where you and I talk about anything, everything and nothing at all.
We share our hopes and dreams, our ins and outs, our highs and lows;
we share in laughter and we share in tears.
We find ourselves sitting in silence, somehow both knowing to embrace this very moment;
this time shared together, under the rhythm of falling rain on a tin roof. 

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