The rain falls like your fingers, brushing my skin in secret, a thousand soft touches woven into the wind. Each drop is a kiss unspoken, Every patter is a blissful token , painting rivers down my face, blending sorrow into love, and silence into grace. But when it fades,the silence aches. pouring hope for all it takes, I wait for the sky to break once more, to feel your touch in the rain I adore. A Poem written by, G.RAFAEL KEERTHAN.