by Maria2394
Tense and tremulous, huddling somewhere between Wordsworthian and erotic. Even with the speaker's assurances, it fills me with a chilly resolution not to fall, so lovely and piteous are the drops, in their few moments of sky-huddling perfection!
Just as captivating as the precious raindrops during April showers.
Sincerely,
Jes_da_man
and quite likes it, though he isn't quite sure what the "her" refers to. He isn't sure it matters if he does, though. "[W]ind whisper" verges on cliche, at least to Poet Guy's ear, but he enjoyed this poem considerably, especially because of its slight sense of mystery.