heaven's jewels <br />dropp from the sky <br />in so many ways <br />i love the slanted crystals <br />lightened by dusklight <br />that fell onto the <br />wooden planks <br />of childhood abode <br />dropp by dropp <br />they painted a glittering scene <br />of childhood years <br />the saddest is the morn rain <br />so slow, so persistent <br />the rain danced over <br />the school field <br />to the rhythm of the wind <br />my brain trapped <br />in slumberland <br />lost in the imagination <br />of secret love <br />noon rain <br />after the heat <br />sent the warm scent of <br />blooms, grasses <br />that heightened <br />the new founded libido <br />the warmth of your love <br />and longed for virgin hug<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-33/