Raindrops

 

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against the windows

first slowly, teasing the glass like a lover

wanting to enter

and then a monsoon appears

orgasmic gestures of passion

fall harder and deeper onto the earth.

A surge of electricity

brings the drops

in a barrage of erratic signs

cleaning the ground

leaving me empty of sleep tonight.

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