Kiss the rain, taste the brush of it on your tongue
Close your eyes, head tilted to heaven, feel the rush of it on your face
The river flows in you, let the wet soak you in his embrace
I wonder can you hear the thunder rumbling inside you?
It growls, flares and explodes
The rush of adrenaline brings you to your knees
and the sound of music when it brushes your skin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The river flows in you, let the wet soak you in his embrace. yes there is a river flowing in all of us. we do not recognize it. . you have a mystical line in your thoughts. develop it please. thank you very much. tony
Thanks tony