Umbrella for April Showers Poem

I can feel the first scent

Of April showers

Touching the earth

Emitting a warm fragrance

The yummy smell of wet soil

Makes me crave having you close to me

I step outside and look up towards the clouds

A drop of rain falls at the tip of my nose

I stick my tongue out

To taste the fresh rain straight from the clouds

Droplets start pouring faster

I can feel my bare arms getting wet rain dripping down my face

Trailing the hollow of my neck

Slithering down to my back

It is such a good feeling I stay longer

The pitter patter of rain on the ground

Feels like music to my wet ears

As the rain keeps coming down

I turn around in circles

Arms outstretched

Eyes closed, head facing up

I then begin to dance in the rain

My umbrella for April showers

Is dry by the doorpost

Today I do not need its shade

I want to be rained on

I love being rained on

Because it gives me the feeling

Of embracing you tightly

There has never been a more magical feeling

Like rain washing away

Every fear, tear, hurt, pain, regrets

The purest form of therapy

The most magnificent experience

Only compared to your kiss