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I was in a cozy café The window a shield From rain and wind Then, something strange A woman in a suit Drenched, dancing With a laughter Louder than lightning I watch, coffee forgotten She notices, and waves Before I realise, I have stood before her Raindrops, crystalline On her long hair The weighted wet suit Hinders her agility not She grabbed my hands The cold howling winds Suddenly turned melodic Lightning now mere lighting Her smile, her eyes Mesmerizing, hypnotic I suddenly remembered How fun used to feel Yet, I cannot recall This soaked siren in suit Nor do I understand Why the street is sinking Upon her sudden kiss I awake to the storm Outside my train window Was that, a surreal omen?
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 9:07 AM UTC
CharlesVorpal
Of Suits and Storm
I was in a cozy café The window a shield From rain and wind Then, something strange A woman in a suit Drenched, dancing With a laughter Louder than lightning I watch, coffee forgotten She notices, and waves Before I realise, I have stood before her Raindrops, crystalline On her long hair The weighted wet suit Hinders her agility not She grabbed my hands The cold howling winds Suddenly turned melodic Lightning now mere lighting Her smile, her eyes Mesmerizing, hypnotic I suddenly remembered How fun used to feel Yet, I cannot recall This soaked siren in suit Nor do I understand Why the street is sinking Upon her sudden kiss I awake to the storm Outside my train window Was that, a surreal omen?
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