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“I covet solitude and storms…and rain, with its geography of dark silence and distance”
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“you’re gone and
your unfinished poem
lies alone
on my desk—
empty of tears,
I only hope
it rains today”
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your unfinished poem
lies alone
on my desk—
empty of tears,
I only hope
it rains today”
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“only the gentlest hands can brush away tears”
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“I live in a house of secrets, but I’ve unlocked a few rooms for you”
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“a rainy walk through leaves will cure almost anything”
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“deprived of magic, wonder wanes”
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“my heart, sometimes singing in the afternoon, the most haunting song of solitude”
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“night, and the moon a blur above me—I wonder where the world hides you, and if perhaps you still love me”
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“Be careful—my heart is broken—and you could fall in”
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“...I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ...”
― A Familiar Rain
― A Familiar Rain
“Rain, hold me in your glassy arms—cover me in wet kisses”
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“I have only dark, obscure words of love—but it’s these that broke your heart”
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“had almost forgotten the wet brush of your kisses… soft as April snowflakes”
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“my feelings for her—dark and forgotten as a fireplace in summer”
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“children need calm—they’re artists”
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“the Moon, trails the fabric of night behind her, stars glimmering in her wake”
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“...within invisible walls of dreams, we live a life that might have been...”
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“begins
with rain,
dark lines,
and gloom…
and always
ends with you”
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with rain,
dark lines,
and gloom…
and always
ends with you”
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“the story of us is touching, but exists only in dreams”
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“I had almost forgotten you—but my arms kept remembering”
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“summer is in me—clouds and lakes of shadows, rippling under the trees”
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“Kill me if I try to look thirty-five,” Deb moaned. “But, you already look like that—so, what do I do?”
“Kiss me.”
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“Kiss me.”
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“I’m mad with loneliness and you’ve been haunting me all day”
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“...glass words for you, Beloved—rain beads from an abacus of pain...”
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“I took you to that windy hill where stars on every side fall away”
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“thinking of us, our struggles and pain, grieves in me a song more dismal than the sparrows’ protest to the morning rain”
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“the same—on this page, or the end of your fingertips—always the same”
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“I get mixed up with the life we led and the life I imagined”
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“Time to leave
and a friendly bough
from a neighbor's tree
leans over the fence
to shake hands with me”
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and a friendly bough
from a neighbor's tree
leans over the fence
to shake hands with me”
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“you know the way of the wind in the night—all the desolate alleys my soul takes”
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