the flood heaves frantic screams of me yet to want you elaborate when we felt like rain have me as one bitter in my moment and you gone in your realm of these wants take the love here we never whisper but cry behind dreams sweat beneath moons chant of beauty in music with eternity singing over our heads and through those shadows still drunk in my sleep rips the ache bare from her breast letting time storm from the void of true love
Reason for writing:
isn't it obvious?
aren't many poems created from a love received and then
eventually fallen asleep? rain inspired me to write this
poem, my significant other had always told me that i needed
substance, that i needed to elaborate. Well I'm the poet,
i am always elaborating. It's just that i didn't feel like
rain, falling and smearing everything over with substance.
I just felt like curling up into a ball and letting it all
out in a poem.
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