Friday, 8 November 2013

Rain glorious pounding soaking rain
How I love to hear your song 
Drowning my world in your torrential downpour 
I sit here and contemplate your frenzy dance moves upon my window panes 
Lost I am in your graceful movements 
You dance through the night as the dawn awaits in the horizon 
You sashay your last moves and the sun peeks through the clouds 
Move on, it cries
For it is my time to wash the world with light 
And your last drops bid the world 
Goodbye

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