OUT IN THE RAIN,

WATER STREAMED THROUGH MY FACE,

IN A BLURRED VISION,

I COULD,AS IF,SEE A NEW WORLD

THROUGH A MAGIC SPECTACLE.

IN RAINBOW LIGHT,

ON MARINA BAY,

AT  SPARKLING ESPLANADE

I COULD SEE HER,

AT THE BAY.

HER LONG BLACK MANE,

DRENCHED AND WET,

HER BLACK AND WHITE DRESS,

CLINGING TO HER,

HER BEAUTIFUL SMILE!!

I KNOW IT WAS HER,

TRINA!!

SHE WAS ENJOYING THE RAIN.

SUDDENLY,SOMEONE WAS SINGING...

A CHINESE BUSKER,

I KNOW NOT THE WORDS

BUT I KNOW WHAT HE SINGS,

A LOVE SONG.

I CALLED HER,

TRINA!!

DON'T GET WET,WILL CATCH FEVER....

AS IF SHE NEVER HEARD ME,

A THOUSAND CRYSTALS OF RAIN

BLINDED ME,

WHEN I OPEND MY EYES,

SHE WAS GONE.

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