RAINDROPS

Softly.... 
Like showers of rose petals 
Caressing the soul 
The gentle melody 
Seeping 
Soothing an errant diastole 
Breaking the silence 
Of dull days 
Like precious palabras de amor.... 
Cracks of silver splitting skies 
A lovers spat..... 
Soon followed 
by ferocious making up 
The wind, sighingly, walks through 
Indulgently shaking its head 
At the debris 
From antics unfolding above..... 
I think nature's fallen in love!

MS