Again!

The sound of throngs of drops on the roof. The sound of rain falling again on the dry earth. A joyful sound. The sound of your footsteps. The sound of my teardrops on my cheek. The sound of my quick sobbing. A joyful sound a joyful sound the sound of growing again from within the cloud. The sound of a spring within the darkness. A joyful sound joyful, joyful. Have you told the salt marsh? Have you told it: your kisses have planted again a thousand gardens of red roses within me! The sound of our hot sighs...