I am the Rain

As I hear this roar
of the lightening
I canít help but feel
You are reaching
For me

Making me precipitate
Long after
Sublimating me


And I wonder
Now
Long after

What is it
that you do
changing forms at will
and
transforming me
in turn.




Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2018-08-10 at 13:28

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