Wednesday, November 11, 2015

april, may i?


when i was a little raindrop
cradled in your hands
resting for a little while
above the burning sands

you raised your hands up to your lips
and gently kissed the rain
you threw me back into the air
the question now is plain:

april, may i be your raindrop
when your world is dry
hiding just until you need me
in your diamond sky?

april, may i stay forever?
kiss me once again
springtime showers
my love, to you, sends 

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