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Summer skies are a dark, fathomless blue Enlivened by what was to come, me and you Hands intertwined to imagination The rain, the scent of wet earth became our rejuvenation Entrancing Arizona monsoons bring us together Praying the down poor and amalgamation could keep us Dancing in rain forever And ever And ever And ever Clamorous thunder echoes poetically in my heart Lightning dances through pitch black skies Summer’s promise we shall never part We become spirits of the desert Entangled with love It comes crashing down When I see a glint of light above The sun shone and the light returned Dying to be numb To not feel irreparable burn With the light comes dark Your face contorts All is lost I knew it would come I retain my broken heart My soul My tears Like dying moss The sun peeks through the clouds I feel the thunderous storm approaching Excruciating and Loud Not from the skies But from your eyes When the rain evaporates your heart dies I hope I pray I wish For summer rain to revive your soul I will suffer through seasons To again feel whole
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Aug 17, 2025
Aug 17, 2025 at 10:52 AM UTC
In the Rain
Summer skies are a dark, fathomless blue Enlivened by what was to come, me and you Hands intertwined to imagination The rain, the scent of wet earth became our rejuvenation Entrancing Arizona monsoons bring us together Praying the down poor and amalgamation could keep us Dancing in rain forever And ever And ever And ever Clamorous thunder echoes poetically in my heart Lightning dances through pitch black skies Summer’s promise we shall never part We become spirits of the desert Entangled with love It comes crashing down When I see a glint of light above The sun shone and the light returned Dying to be numb To not feel irreparable burn With the light comes dark Your face contorts All is lost I knew it would come I retain my broken heart My soul My tears Like dying moss The sun peeks through the clouds I feel the thunderous storm approaching Excruciating and Loud Not from the skies But from your eyes When the rain evaporates your heart dies I hope I pray I wish For summer rain to revive your soul I will suffer through seasons To again feel whole
#love#loss#monsoon#rain
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SleepyDrmr
Aug 17, 2025
Aug 17, 2025 at 10:52 AM UTC
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