Please don’t stop the rain—it makes
her shimmer
With pure sparkling water drops
kissing her
With sparkles of light rolling down
her hair
like diamond dust-laden clouds
in the air
A sudden flash from her eyes is
thrown
Like the ray that streams from the
moonstone
Oh, young precious pearl the rain days
come
With strings of crystal chiming
rhythmic hums
And her standing there soaked
dripping rain
In silence and smiling innocently
rain come again