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Nov 2015
I'd light a deep
orange
candle, draw
back the curtains,
let the moon
beams
tip-toe
in

I'd be hopeless,
longing,
yearning
for the touch of
your white
skin-

I'd be pulling up
the covers,
quilts,
the pillows and their
feathers

That's what I
would do
If it were to
rain
forever
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
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