Monday, May 11, 2015

Drip drop

The sound of rain
Drip drop it sang
Pattering against the roof
Burbling against the plants
Sloshing along the uneven stones

I roll over & cover myself in sheets

Keeping me warm
Embracing me, protecting me from the cold
But it felt impersonal, inhuman
Why am I harboring such silly thoughts?

I know that these sheets are all the comfort I can get

Why entertain thoughts of your embrace?
When I know that my voice cannot reach you
Why do I let loneliness squeeze my heart?
Drip drop answered the rain

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