Poem 3- rain droplets

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Rain droplets
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It's raining and very windy.. having a cup of tea is quiet and soothing,

From the back of my mind I hear the rain tapping onto the glass still paying attention towards the television but I could hear my surroundings were vivid..

seeing a dream vividly or a memory.. as if it were broken glass

you tried to surpass things..but it clings onto you to make your skin crawl and burn..

You yearned for love, attention.. affection?

But got rejection from everyone you thought you were going to love

I hold you above everyone.. are we still talking about rain?no I suppose we're not at all, or we just never were.

Seeing rain on the window it's all a blur like

The memories that played in the back of my mind of you

I knew who you were

But everything was just a blur like the rain tapping on the window

.. I sat in the meadow with you. We saw a wild bunny

I asked, when you see a wild bunny what's it for?

Fertility, rebirth, luck, transformation and guidance in a spiritual journey..

He learned that she didn't know her emotions, that she wanted to change

But he didn't want to stop loving her.

They were soulmates..moving at slow pace or maybe to fast they stopped understanding each other.

The rain stopped.

taken her attention off the television to hear no rain as her mind stopped spinning with thoughts, memories, creeping of her own shadow and secrets

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taken her attention off the television to hear no rain as her mind stopped spinning with thoughts, memories, creeping of her own shadow and secrets. She went silent getting up and opening her door smelling the wetness and feeling the dampness of rain.. she closed the door feelings stopped pouring over her just as the rain stopped. Sat back down and went back to the television.

Why did you ever leave me...

Never mind it's almost three your asleep I can't ask.

I can't unmask myself because you've made me put my mask on and stay quiet...

When rain comes.

The end this one is pretty short🤍
By-Alexis

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