The rain dropping on the rooftop was melodious to her ears
As if hypnotized by the plitter platter,
out of bed she jumped
Not caring what she wore.
She ran out blindly into the street scantily clad
soaked she was, by the rain’s splatter
she swiveled to the rhythm of the rain
she danced carelessly, she danced wild
she felt free.
There he was, looking out of his window
mesmerized by the rain’s plip plopping
he saw her dance, he joined in too
splish, splash, splosh,
stamp, stomp, twirl
with no care in the world,
they danced like lovers to the rhythm of the rain.