Friday, September 11, 2009

Rain come slowly and wait for me
I breathe your sweet, heavy aroma
Pregnant with a thousand tears
You press yourself upon me
Take me down to where all the tiny things slumber
I fall into dirt, the moss beneath my face
All the nutrients of the soil flowing through my veins
When Sunlight opens upon me
Enveloping me in warm cascades
I will put my wrists to the sky
To feel the new day
With no end and no out

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