12.10.09

Rain

I long for you
today my love

In this dreary dripping city
we'd dip our doused boots

In the rivers running along the
streets and sidewalks

With wet faces we, we'd keep our hands
tucked and warm

And we would walk.
We would saunter this city

Until we sopped of raindrops
and brisk breezes

We would surrender our clothing
to soft blankets and shining fires

but until then
until then,
we'll find the colors that come from the rain.

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