I look at the way raindrops
slide down the glass of
my bedroom windows
and I wonder if they love it
as much as I adore when
your fingertips slide down
my skin almost the same way.
If I were glass and you
were water,
I’d wish for rain everyday.
May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC
I look at the way raindrops
slide down the glass of
my bedroom windows
and I wonder if they love it
as much as I adore when
your fingertips slide down
my skin almost the same way.
If I were glass and you
were water,
I’d wish for rain everyday.