poetry

water cycle

dancing in the rain on an

empty street

puddles in the grass like

the earth’s tears

weeping for joy

sun a glowing

eye behind the clouds

pockets empty

but for the cool memory

you’ll be taking back and

the sound of the raindrops

kamikaze

on the pavement

sky feeds the earth

earth feeds the sky

clouds feed your soul but

you give nothing back

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