Drops . . .

Yes ! I can feel 'em !
Running through my head
Falling on my brows
Stuck in Ecstasy

They make me sway
In happiness 
In Solace
Entranced all the way

Drops !
Of Rain
Of Tears
Of Love
Of Peace
Of Rapture
Oh ! Do they capture !

Leave me at my will
I will dance to their music
Drop , will I
And make em all shy

Have you ever been high
In the highest hills
In the deepest oceans
And also 
In the darkest corners

Feel em drop
Forehead in Utopia
Lips wet with concoction
Chest full of adulation
And the dick drenched in
Fornication !