It's been raining for days now and I
(hoping you will find something on your tongue to tell me)
am hearing you here, in my heart.
On the first night I spent in this room,
I opened the window wide
And looked out for a bright moon
The moon, luminescent and pure
(And I, disoriented and spent from the drive)
Squinted through the black silhouettes of leaves at me
The rain falls still, filling the potholes and seeping beneath the cement.
i likes this. much.
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