By one the sky was evening-dark
by two the sky had split
and rain fell like it hasn’t
in months
and the city breathed
a sigh of relief–
and yes it’s want
that makes abundance
but love sometimes
you keep me waiting
when even a minute
is one too many
Short nice and straight.
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thanks!
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This is a really cute poem, 🙂 well done! x
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Thanks!
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sometimes even the interval between words is too much to bear
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Crow has got it. Crow, you got it.
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🙂
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Nice one
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I like the imagery of the rain!
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Thanks!
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