RainA Poem by flyingdreamsRain Outside the windows, A breath beyond the grasp; Gazed upon by mountains. Of solitude impregnated in silence. Rain , they say , Washes out. Rain pours on , And on. An embrace beckoning , But never receiving. Senses strive to dissolve, For once and ever. Cold refuse to penetrate, To the longing marrow.
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