cold drops kiss my skin so sweet
wind in hair, rain on face
no worries, no care, just me and the sky
each pitter-patter a joyful symphony
as raindrops fall, i wonder why
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secrets from the lair
Poesiaan anthology of bad poetry, but who cares [the lowercase letters all throughout are intentional, they're not grammatical errors]
rainy rush
cold drops kiss my skin so sweet
wind in hair, rain on face
no worries, no care, just me and the sky
each pitter-patter a joyful symphony
as raindrops fall, i wonder why
