drop of rain

The raindrop that fell on me,
I can but hope that some trace of you is left.
For how long will you wet my skin,
and remind me, that I feel?
You, the drop of rain,
you were beauty unlike any other,
when will I find another to show me,
the warmth as much as your showing me
the cold.
The beautiful drop of sunshine, you,
who fell on me, that day,
when I said no to an umbrella of doubt,
and yes to life lived in hope,
where are you now?