Love is in the rain!
Love it’s in the air! I feel it! I smell it! I take it! I
have it!
Never the rain was so beautiful! I am in
the balcony watching it! First, some thin big drops are falling down. After,
more and more, faster and faster, a lot of drops were falling down. It’s raining
with big, warm, fast, clear drops now! And I want faster and
faster! The sound of the rain is so peaceful. Time to time, I hear the thunders
and see the lightning. It’s dark and with the lightning the night
becomes day! Yesterday was 40 degrees outside. Today everybody opened their
windows to let the fresh air come in! I breathe the fresh air, I listen
to the magical rain music; I adore the rain in Bucharest,
especially in the middle of summer! Nowhere is alike as in here!
The rain brings the linden flowers fragrance mixed with wet black dark
ground……makes the moment incomparable indeed. I love the rain in Romania! After
40 degrees in June, any rain it is so welcomed and refreshing ! The clouds are
green, no sun, no hot weather. Just fresh air and this cool rain. People outside
run with their umbrella on! A red car is stopping in front of my
flat. The young guy inside is opening the door and a small, black dressed girl
comes outside. They do not have an umbrella and her tiny dress is
becoming wet soon. The young guy tries to cover her with his arms and both are
running to the flat entrance. In front of the door they stop. Her long brown
hair is wet, attached to her body, as the dress is. He is staring
at her a few seconds. He takes her wet head in his hands and kisses her gently.
After, he opens the door and they come in.
On the street an
old white hair man is walking. He doesn’t have an umbrella. He doesn’t run fast.
He is not in a hurry. The rain covers him full in water. He carries a canvas
red, heavy bag . And he walks slowly.
I am in my
balcony. Watching the beauty of the time. There were many people outside in
their balcony too. All of us were feeling the rain. I am happy. I am free to do
what ever. When I want to sleep, I sleep. When I want to cry, I cry. When I want
to smile, I smile. When I want to love, I love YOU. This is my freedom and no
one can take it away from me. I enjoy this rain. It makes me full of joy. The
rain brings me good ideas, gives me solutions to my queries, this
rain makes me grow!
I love it! I love all the love that it
gives it to me.
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