The Rain Poem by The Joker

The pitter patter off the roof tops
in no harmonious rhythm do they fall
is this not chaos?
but through this madness does emerge order
its soothing feel runs down the spine
shivers of pleasure distort the senses
in the warm embrace of another
no harm here,
no disorder,
just the faint sound of the rain
its offbeat chant soothes even the hardest of men
so let it fall
bring forth the chaos
for within it is
love