Cold breeze tickling my skin
Drip drop! The downpour
Bright blue sky, now
Hides behind dark plain curtains.
Wanna go out and drench
In that solace, my comfort
Where hundreds of rain drops
Kiss my skin, dancing around me.
✍ Pearl
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Drip Drop | Poetry
PoetryTo all the pluviophiles out there, who seek comfort in the pitter-patter of the rain, warmth in the coldness of the rain and enter into a whole new world escaping the reality when it rains. Started: 24.10.2024 Copying any of my works won't be apprec...
