By CandlelightA Poem by Fran MarieI wrote a poem tonight looking out at the rain crystal droplets running down streaking the window in grayscale thoughts much like the running mascara tears falling upon my parchment such thin refine paper I think to myself have I not noticed how easily it becomes crumpled by a mere touch like emotions spilled by ink stained memories I sip my cappuccino so warm and cozy the same feeling as a down pillow and soft blanket at midnight and write another line or two rain does that to me: ya know... it's sentimental, dismal and inspiring all contained within a poet's pen to be written once again
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