New York in August by Jurgen

Dec 2011

Laughing
in the street,

Sodden
head to toe,

The storm
drains are flowing,

We have
nowhere to go.

Lovers
in the rain,

Wetness
purifies,

Watermarked
memories,

Forever
*in our minds.

Written by

Jurgen

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