every drop of rain,
that kisses my cheek,
as i stand arms out-stretched,
embraced by the gentle breeze,
melts and transports me to non-existence!

Srividya (11 September 2005)

ps: i was sitting in the library in my final semester, trying to study when the weather outside was most romantic. and when the rain drops began falling, i couldn't stop myself from just rushing out and then this poem...