nguyen1021

little pig does poetry
Ad 2:
2002-12-11 07:04:43 (UTC)

routine of the rain


holding my hair in bundles and
pressing against many pores,
you touch me like gentle rain.
but your nature makes you
wander with clouds in gray suits,
as if you need to reach a
“next destination”
for some kind of appointment.
and as always, i’m left
chasing after a shadow
that will eventually disperse,
and hope drowns
in the dampness
of my skin.


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