cellophane.

cellophane.

A Poem by Zelda Gin

the smell of rain
in a night of july
is calm and mild
that all the alarms
become no harm
but 
what am I 
to the rain?
am I cellophane
or am I
waiting in vain?
05/07/2013 

© 2014 Zelda Gin


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I really like your style. I love simplicity in a poem so that made this poem even more enjoyable to read. Well done!


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Zelda Gin
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