Rain Poem by Nina gáspari

Rain



The smell in the atmosphere
When the rain is gone
Reminds me of you
The wet grass, the leaves are on ground
And the moist air caresses my skin
Reminding me of you.
Walking down the wet, empty street
I think…
Most people believe the rain can wash us clean
I just want to believe it could wash you off of me

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