Sep 2019
thing of beauty
soaked in light
saturated with every emotion
You leave me weightless
static as skin
overwhelmed with the deepest of joy
when I get to stand in your rain
soaked in light
saturated with every emotion
You leave me weightless
static as skin
overwhelmed with the deepest of joy
when I get to stand in your rain
For the last few months I have just been overwhelmed with the beauty of the clouds in my city, and this poem is my love letter to them.
