Silver RainA Poem by PriyaThe water's falling on my roof, drip drop, drip drop, and the seconds wither away in the soft confines of your gaze as you hold me close, safe from the freezing touch of the silver rain You are millions of miles in me, drenched in the sweat of dreams and the lavishness of thoughts, inscribed in the pitter patter of my heart The clouds can't clear, and I remember their silver waters pouring as you enter me slowly
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8 Reviews Added on February 1, 2014 Last Updated on February 1, 2014 AuthorPriyaNeverland, The Milky WayAboutHello all. I'm Priya, a student of biotechnology. I'm transgendered, and coming from a society notorious for its ill treatment of people of our kind on many occasions, it is natural I feel a little af.. more..Writing
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