When sky hides the stars,
I pray, "rain rain come again.
Blow my scars,
drown my pain.
When you come, bring me tales.
From across the plains
in the sweet form
of watery kisses sly.
And the winky bullets shot
by the hopeless romantic sky.
When the earth fails,
to reply to your thunder;
Dont rage over her,
but gift her your petrichor.
That we just dont seem
to ever have enough of.
Every time it crosses over the seam,
and cools her enraged pain,
when tiny muddy rivers flow,
in every street and lane.
I'll set afloat,
only two tiny boats.
So one reaches you,
and one to my beloved lost,
in your rainy hues.
Take my message
with you... wont you?
And bring my lost love
in your train of hail.
So I can rain on them,
and love them well.
And oh, showers them...
With kisses and boats.
Just like the earth.
And glowing ambers
love the silent hearth.
With affection as thick,
as the clouds fill.
I will drench them with love,
the way rains on ground,
with all and each
of my mortal limits unbound.
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RandomIn presence of the sun, We share golden redamancy. With warmth of all you, A chrome day, our requited love paints. ------- Come to me, O little hero, marcid in all your glory, melting in hell, yourself taking all in, a heavenly abditory. ========== ...
