July 31, 2018
When the rain falls,
With no thunder strikes,
Peace in the air,
With a tint of love,
A glimpse of you,
Creates an image inside,
A silhouette so blurred,
Yet it is you, that I see,
Glancing back at me,
With devouring eyes,
Freezing time,
Holding back my life,
Leaving me gasping.
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