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Oct 2017
I walked a lone, secluded path
It began to storm
I huddled and waited for the roar to pass
Since the day I was born.

I listened for the rain
It screamed angry words
It tore at my clothes and
Beat me with hurt.

I saw a girl standing
Leaning against a tree
I was awed by her calmness
And who she might be.

I approached her
Rather timidly
Because she was steadfast
And I was unsteady.

She saw me looking
And her eyes beckoned me
So I dashed through the rain
Rather oafishly.

'The rhythm is soothing'
She remarked nonchalantly
I watched her lips move
And stood listening.

β€˜What brings you here?’
She asked me.
I told her my life story;
She warmly embraced me.

I wanted to kiss her
But I was too shy
My plans had so suddenly
Went awry.

Fleetingly, the rain ceased.
After four heartbeats
She kissed me adieu.


27th October 2017
The meaning of this poem is open to interpretation (mostly), and is meant to be rather simplistic so that the reader isn't 'dictated' to imagine what's happening in the poem in a certain way. So feel free to let your unique imagination tell you what you see and experience in this poem, and feel free to comment what you imagine this poem to be if you wish.
Once again, enjoy and I'll post as often as I can :D
Adrian Newman
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Adrian Newman  24/Non-binary/Australia
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