Another tale...

The sun knows that I'm in love with the rain...He's jealous of the rain..Doesn't complain,though...

When my heart thumps with every thunder...He's jealous of the thunder...

When I enjoy the rain,all alone,in the night,and a drop of rain falls on my palm and I touch it..He's jealous of the delicacy it enjoys...

When the breeze brushes against my cheeks...He's jealous of the way it puts a smile on my face...

Now,he can't afford to miss me any longer...He peeps through the clouds and looks at me...If I would be sad for the rain being gone...If I would blame him for that...

I do smile at him...He is more than happy and asks the clouds that help him hide,to part...As he moves royally into the forefront,I run...

He extends his hands towards me to cuddle me to death...

I run...So hard...And here I am...Gazing at the seven colours he drew...As I smile at it,there's a fading smile on his face...He comes closer to get a clear idea of my emotion...Here fades the seven colours...And my smile...

The sun...Here he beholds me...A drop of sweat trickles down my forehead...I frown...His eyes brim with tears...

There he goes...Hiding behind the clouds...And here I'm...Gazing at the bow my beau has gifted me with...