SelfPub: And the rain kept pouring

The night did not want to end. She craved... More... And more... She accepted, absorbed... Greedily swallowed the impatient streams, opening up ever wider towards the elements, which seemed to be about to swallow her all... Subdue her to her will.. It will turn with water... But the sky was not hungry, it was seeking... The sky was looking for tactility... Contact.... , of an ephemeral structure... The sky was swallowed up, but it did not absorb... It dissolved... With every drop it acquired grace, with every cell... realizing that it would no longer be the same, because, no matter how hard you try, it is impossible to forget that a feeling of paradise that the infinite Mother Earth bestowed on his nerve endings (drops) ....