Monday, June 6, 2016

Rain Dance

You

entered into my life like a rainstorm, first silent and then loud.
Your heartbeat became my rhythm and your body became my rain dance.
You became a storm I soaked myself in.
Standing in my sun felt more like a drought than a reward, I was prepared to drown in you.

-M.D.L

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