Rain
"Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby."
-Langston Hughes
The summer parches me,
Blisters my skin,
Torches my clarity,
Soaks my mind.
Then I miss you
And the rain,
As you both wore me down
And from the remnants
Made me anew.
Gave me the broken soil
To spread my limbs
And take hold again.
Yet you took me to shelter
And hid from the torrential storm,
But in the safety you gave
I was destroyed by the calm
And withered in vain,
As I missed the pouring rain.
Blisters my skin,
Torches my clarity,
Soaks my mind.
Then I miss you
And the rain,
As you both wore me down
And from the remnants
Made me anew.
Gave me the broken soil
To spread my limbs
And take hold again.
Yet you took me to shelter
And hid from the torrential storm,
But in the safety you gave
I was destroyed by the calm
And withered in vain,
As I missed the pouring rain.
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