Writing Prompt

A story like this writes itself.

Can’t you picture it perfectly?

Does your imagination not fail you as you see them, soaked through and without a care, hand in hand, almost as if they are right in front of you. They are almost real.

The beginning might be a bit rocky, but the ending is definitely happy.

And they have such bright smiles it makes your heart ache.

A story like this writes its...

The rain falls around us

As you pull me close

And nothing’s better then this

And having your hand to hold

You twirl me around

And we’re face to face

And you tell me

You wouldn’t have it any other way

And I couldn’t think of a better way to spend out days…...

Hand in hand

Noses touching

Our clothes are soaked

But we don’t care

Cause we are dancing in the rain

We dance and shout

Laughing so loud

We might be put in a mental hospital

But we don’t care

Cause we are dancing in the rain

We spin and twirl

Our problems washing away in the storm

We know they will come back eventually

But we don’t care cause we know the art

Of dancing in the rain

*****...

Fictional

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Her soft small body

Laying against mine

The booms of thunder overhead

Her eyes watery, scared

I sang to her

Her tears beginning to dry

I stroke her back

Her breath evening

I couldn’t move

I wouldn’t

I always wanted her near

Her soft small body

Eyes closed

For the night

I stand slowly

And run outside

My arms outstretched

Looking out into the sky

She came out

H...

“It’s raining,” Rylee smiles, touching the car window, the droplets rolling down on the opposite side of the glass.

She takes her seatbelt off despite the moving car, and leans forward in her seat, looking up and out of the front glass.

“Sit your ass down,” Ravi growls, as he fights the car on the rainy roads.

“Look how pretty,” Rylee replies, turning to her window and rolling down the window t...

‘There’s no rain.’

‘No rain? Why?’

‘I don’t know.’

‘Let’s get Falia.’

They got Falia. And she danced

Her blue dress flowed lightly over her ankles

Her arms nimbly danced through the air as she waved them.

Her feet soon found a puddle

She stomped in the water a few times

After her stomping, tiny droplets of water fell from the sky

‘There. Your rain.’

Falia drifted back inside her home like a cloud

...

i want to dance in the rain

with you

twisting and twirling

and spinning

our skirts

spinning

i would laugh and fall

into your arms and

you would laugh and kiss me

and everything else would fade away

until it was just me

and you

and the rain on the pavement

and god,

i love the rain

because it makes me think of you

and how happy we would be

dancing in the rain...

“Blud, look at dat girls shoes man”

“Ooooooh she got them fresh kicks”

“She got the ONE TWO BUCKLE MY SHOEEEEE”

“THREE FOUR BUCKLE SOME MORE”

“FIVE SIX”

“NIKE KIIICKS”

“Lovely vocals dude”

“You too bro”...

Hand in hand

Noses touching

Our clothes are soaked

But we don’t care

Cause we are dancing in the rain

We stomp and shout

Laughing so loud

We might be put in a mental hospital

But we don’t care

cause we are dancing in the rain

We spin and we twirl

Our problems washing away in the storm

We know they will come back eventually

but we don’t care

Cause we know the art of

DANCING IN THE R...

In a world where I was no one he made me someone

In a world where I was nothing he made me everything

In a world where I was dead he made me alive

In a world where I was the rain he made me the rainbow

In a world where I was deaf he made me hear

In a world where I was blind he made me see

In a world where I was a storm he made me the sun

In a world where I was a ghost he made me a smile

In a world...