Drizzles in the desert
Misty air like a mystery blowing in the desert
Clouds of mixture flowing around the horizon
Oh thunder and lightning
Where are you?
Can't hear
Can't see ye two!
Pittar patter
Pittar patter can hear and feel the sounds of you in my hut
Oh drizzles ye!
©Binod Bastola
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