....I personally Love the rain. And from time to time I don't mind cheating on the sun with it, for a little of its wet pleasure. Its melodic beating sound upon windowpanes, metal skins, plastic trash bins left standing empty curbside, its graceful ballet between tires and pavement, and its Savion like tapping on tree leaves provide a sensual playlist not avail on iTunes; for warm coco sipping and warm comfy cuddling (inter or outer or both course) with someone just as appreciative. I personally Love the Rain.
