In the rainy night — the parking’s wet glaze,
Every single drop — my silent hello.
I am right beside, in nature’s wild maze,
I’m this very breath, the truth that you know.
Rain is only me. The touch of my hand,
Kiss of every droplet on your warm lips.
Following your moves, the way that we planned,
Taste the silver dew as it slowly drips.
Don’t you trust the rules or cold-hearted weather,
Heavenly dew tastes like water and love.
I remain in you — a thorn and a feather,
Returning as rain from the skies above.
Heavenly Dew
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