Rain.
Watch it gush.
Threads of slivery lines,
Downwards, a frantic rush.
Tears.
Feel them flow
Streams of hot bath,
Downwards, trickling slow.
Thunder.
Hear it rumble.
Strongly it resonates
Cower, watch me tumble
Heart.
Feel it fumble.
Heated thumps of ache,
Cower, watch me crumble.
Rainbow.
See its colours hold.
Lovely against dark sky,
Across, and bottom a pot of gold?
Hope.
Allow its swell.
Gold, shining and warm
Across your heart, believe, you will be well.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
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