summer_rain endless desire if california, where the nights never lie, we have many beautiful things but we always seem lack the blessing of any summer rain. in the afternoon, though, someone above showed favor among us and let the rivers run through the clouds. air so thick, you can barely breath it in. a scent so heavy, it seems to weigh you down. she dances in circles on the warm pavement. rarely does she feel rain that does not chill and ring cold throughout her bones. rarely in these days does she feel any relief from the constant heat. the drip from her forehead is now from the sky and not from the blazing sun. droplets fall thick. . . a smile so big, her cheeks touch her eyes. she sang out of tune, as she always does and danced in the rain while they beckoned her to come inside. what a waste of summer rain to spend the treat on the dry side of the glass. 030723 ... me you me you me dry side of the glass I like 030723 ... . . 030724 ... flowerock I love the first entry here. I love hot summerain. Her_rainy_day I don't ever want to forget that I love to play in the rain. Will the rain begin to burn our skin and make us glow though? Fukushima... fuck. 141004 what's it to you? who go blather from