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Pluviophile

Updated: May 11, 2024


Within the delicate patter of raindrops on the pane,

A pluviophile finds comfort, a calming abstinence,

They delight in storms and in delicate,

consistent showers. For them, rain is nature's most cherished blossom.


Each bead is a guarantee of life for the earth.

Within the middle of a storm, they discover their rebirth,

The scent of damp soil, a scent so dear,

To a pluviophile's heart, it brings perpetual cheer.


They move within the rain with a childlike charm. Under gray skies,

their spirits take flight. For in rain's delicate touch, they've come to accept,

Within the magnificence of nature, they happily cleave.


So, when clouds accumulate and thunderheads form,

A pluviophile grins as they weather the storm.

Within the rain's tender grasp, they discover their discharge.

A love for the downpour that brings them such peace.


Pluviophile
Pluviophile

-Monica V

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