Rain would make you part of my life and song,,,,,,, your body has spoken for long I am a stranger here at this place........ nowhere to go.... cannot leave you though let me face my destiny though I am often alone but I am never lonely desire me,trap me,...........surround me let your tongue find mine, let me face my destiny....... cannot escape as moss grows (C) asoke kumar mitra,2016,India, Kolkata.....