Rains makes me wet
And with memories I am left
Rains make me sweat
And reminds me of action infinite
Rains make me hate
The touch I cannot forget
Rains agitate
The more I think the less I get
Rains teaches a lesson
Cleanse and get ready for the season
The season of infatuation
The season full of existence
Rains give me the motive
The motive to subsist
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Rain
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