my articles, poems etc.

Rain

As her auburn locks

Unfurled unabashedly

Lusting the fresh water

Falling like pellets

Which cured 

The sparse lips 

And miserable eyes

Changing color

As she flew

And danced

To the sound of

Ambrosia being poured

Into her mortal soul

When your eyes

Pierced her heart

And joined her merriment

With the clouds

And Electric sky

Her giggle thunderous

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