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listening to the rain

I can hear you
lost in between
an echo and my pain
you speak softly
gracing me with words
that even fools can understand

I am that fool

a fool for you
tearing at my lips
searching for the place
I buried your very last kiss
I left it deep within me
latched onto my very last breath

I hear you fine now
your faintest whisper
that bludgeons me
with flavors from the grave

I have grown weary
yet I still listen
dancing with your memories
in the rain
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On Wednesday April 30th, 2008, Lolita (120) writes:

Nothing really beats dancing in the rain. In fact, everything is just that much better when you do it in the rain. Except maybe using a blowdryer or something. I like your poem.

On Friday April 4th, 2008, RubyXero (471) writes:

nice emotion portrayal in here. subtle piece but mind satisfying none-the-less

On Sunday February 24th, 2008, tangeled (538) writes:

isn't rain great? always seems to come at the times we need it most. very visual intensely sad, yet comforting write. cheers.*tips glass and drinks heartily*

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