twelve, your warm hands

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You once asked me to dance with you in the rain

Not caring if we ended up being soaked

If we ended up catching a cold

It would have been our moment

It rained for us to dance in

To enjoy our precious time

Because after all of that joy

We were meant to be busy again

Your warm hand held my cold one

Twirling me under the cold rain drops

And you laughed

It was the day i almost kissed you

Now

I wish i did

Maybe then we could cuddle under the blankets

Read a few poems of the pink ocean

Let our silhouettes be coloured blue

Just like the sun would be seen on mars

We could have been happy

Without this empty silence that has bloomed between us

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