Laying in the damp grass

I stay,

Rain glides down, softly tapping

My face like silent whispers that fade,

I close my eyes as they slide

Down my face like endless tears,

The soft padding slows my heart,

Making it thump with its rhythm,

The rain seems to be everyone's

Sorrow, slowly flooding the land,

Rushing and pounding closer

and closer till it reaches you,

But they also seem to be their

Content hearts,

Sad and Calms emotions invade

The pure tears,

It saddens me, for I wonder

What those pure tears feel

Like then they softly kiss you