Again it rains,
Again I feel so alone;
I believe,
One day you'll come,
You'll appear from the
Moistness of pregnant clouds,
Freeing the cage of my
Emotional jewel box,
And I'll welcome
Your random kiss of water drops -
Hot, sharp kisses from
Cold water drops,
Tasting my body at will,
Am I not tasting their freshness?
Ask rain for answer…
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