She showers in the moonlight’s glimmer
Behind the curtains of the clouds
She walks a pitter-patter
She is bewitchingly proud.
She lets down her tresses
And tosses them about
And the droplets cascade downwards
Before an admiring crowd.
Posted by dreamingthruthetwilight on August 16, 2013 in Nature, Poetry
Tags: moonlight, night rain, rain in the moonlight
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