i no longer
believe in you.
inspite of many promises
you did not come.
perhaps the hailstorm
and rain
barred your path.
or watching the rainbow,
engrossed you.
could it be the moon
light dim,
guiding your steps
away from me?
however!
here i am
drenched to my toes
in your thoughts,
harvesting dreams in the rain!
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'harvesting dreams in the rain! ' fantastic. a simple poem, simple thought, so wonderfully portrayed. thank you.