Why such in a haste
Why can't you wait
To wait to embrace it
Hug it Cuddle it and let it
Fondle your skin
Make your skin wet like a bedraggled chicken

Yet I hear you on the street
It's raining
You're hiding
Under stores under sheds
Under opened umbrellas

But why?
Why can't you await this raining

Rain beating your head
It can't bore hole in it

Rain beating your skin
It can't erode it.

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