I am the Rain
As I hear this roarof the lightening
I can't help but feel
You are reaching
For me
Making me precipitate
Long after
Sublimating me
And I wonder
Now
Long after
What is it
that you do
changing forms at will
and
transforming me
in turn.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2018-08-10 at 13:28
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