On the window pane it fell A single drop And then thousand of them, Those pearls of rain, Peeking out through the window Lips curved, mesmerized Fingers playing with the rain Zither And the pluviophile heart knew The dancing peacock, And her silver anklet, Both will break all bounds. Hola Writos! It’s Wednesday Wisdom time and here is your word. ~•Pluviophile•~ (Noun: One who loves rain) Use this word in your poem/quote and bring out its beauty. Remember, the word should have a significant use in your write-up.
