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Rain

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.

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25 / F
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May 23, 2013
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