Someday, I want to stand with you in the rains.
I want to see why you surrender to the showers with open arms and closed eyes.
Why you love that tameless wind playing with your flowing dark hair.
Why do you soak in those drops kissing your nervous soft skin and those puddles dancing under your jumping happy feet.
Someday, I want to love you back, just like them.
© Arindam Dey