Wednesday, September 16, 2020

 CATCH A RAINDROP

15 September 2020 6:08 a.m.
it rained on my face
today, i tasted your breath
sweet drops from heaven
like i would taste you
in the rim of the coffee cup
we shared, early mornings
with the breath of pine trees
before i sleep
tonight, ride with the moonbeams
i will stick my tongue out
for you, sweet raindrop.

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