I am the rain
gently patting
the rooftop
the drop
sliding down
your window
i glide
past the glow
of your lamp
clinging
to the warmth
of your fingertips
as they press
against the glass
losing grip
i slid away
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 9:40 AM UTC
I am the rain
gently patting
the rooftop
the drop
sliding down
your window
i glide
past the glow
of your lamp
clinging
to the warmth
of your fingertips
as they press
against the glass
losing grip
i slid away
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