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He was rain The spray that came On a scorching summer day. He fell from his cloud Without warning Kissed the Flickering Flame into submission All the while, saving a few sweet drops Just for me. He was the rain That kissed the Flame and I. He was rain Leaving the Flame and I in wait To see him on another day. We danced for him Inviting him to play As we spun in each other's arms. Finally, he joined us The Flame and I jumped for joy First side-by-side Then miles apart. He was the rain That made the Flame blush And set my selfish soul ablaze. He was rain Standing between the Flame and I On any given day. He soothed the new burns Marring my skin Though he always feared He would put out the Flame. He was the rain That loved the Flame While the both of them Left me parched. He was rain A hurricane Washing me away from the Flame. The two of them laughed Oblivious And told me to swim As I began to drown. He was the rain Who ran away with the Flame Just when I thought They could both be mine. He was rain And he slipped away On a sunny winter's day. The Flame left, too Without a note Left the heart within me High, dry, and cold Nothing there to set on fire Or to give hope. He was the rain Who disappeared with the flame Leaving me all alone. Now, on this day I float in a fog. Floods on one side On the other, burnt smaug. I know who I am And I'm here to stay. I just wish that the Flame Didn't take my rain boy away. Still, he is the rain Who is in love with the Flame And I wonder If he thinks about dry Earth like me At all. He is the rain A fool for the Flame Just like I was All along.
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 4:30 PM UTC
he was rain
He was rain The spray that came On a scorching summer day. He fell from his cloud Without warning Kissed the Flickering Flame into submission All the while, saving a few sweet drops Just for me. He was the rain That kissed the Flame and I. He was rain Leaving the Flame and I in wait To see him on another day. We danced for him Inviting him to play As we spun in each other's arms. Finally, he joined us The Flame and I jumped for joy First side-by-side Then miles apart. He was the rain That made the Flame blush And set my selfish soul ablaze. He was rain Standing between the Flame and I On any given day. He soothed the new burns Marring my skin Though he always feared He would put out the Flame. He was the rain That loved the Flame While the both of them Left me parched. He was rain A hurricane Washing me away from the Flame. The two of them laughed Oblivious And told me to swim As I began to drown. He was the rain Who ran away with the Flame Just when I thought They could both be mine. He was rain And he slipped away On a sunny winter's day. The Flame left, too Without a note Left the heart within me High, dry, and cold Nothing there to set on fire Or to give hope. He was the rain Who disappeared with the flame Leaving me all alone. Now, on this day I float in a fog. Floods on one side On the other, burnt smaug. I know who I am And I'm here to stay. I just wish that the Flame Didn't take my rain boy away. Still, he is the rain Who is in love with the Flame And I wonder If he thinks about dry Earth like me At all. He is the rain A fool for the Flame Just like I was All along.
A piece I did for a poetry contest about rain.
Madison21
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 4:30 PM UTC
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