it's coming down so hard against the window. you know what's cool? looking out of a window through the glass with the rain falling so fast it's just covered the entire pane with water sliding down it. it makes everything clear and wet and it's actually, beautiful.
misting, slowly spreading across the lawn
i watch as it shimmers down
leaving a mark on the window
wet
rain
it's not a great poem, but it's okay. i almost didn't post it because i didn't like it so much. you'll see better, though, on rain and cookies and candy and jeans. on summer, autumn, winter, rolling around to spring.
go dancing in the rain with me?
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