Mar 1, 2009

Dancing In The Rain

the rain hits our rooftop like distant drumbeats from foreign lands
i think back to all the thunderstorms, and how they produced little to no rain
how i longed to dance in it...with the men that i had loved
but never did it rain enough
for i only danced with one
now long gone
electrical flashes accompanied the scent of damp earth...
teasing me...
making me think more dancing would come
here, it rains heavy for days
but, i've no one to love

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