Thoughts of Rain

Rain falling on my brow
Your hand feels heavy
On my soaked skin

Would you in return believe
That time can come to past
And you’d be here in my arms?

This sun on my wonded back
I feel your touch
Wash all hurt off my mind

Could destiny have ever been so bright
A swirling delight you could become
Right before my eyes?

Clouds parting away gently
This raging storm has now dissipated away
Yet here we still are
You and I holding hands
On this beached land.

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