rain march

The distance you've covered
With your skillful period of parading
Is beauty stomped by your wet feet on the asphalt ground.
Wet as the pools forming in your eyes,
Your parade brings downpour:
Downfall,
Longitudinal,
Of impersonal assaults
From this shower of beads
Hitting the bed you are comfortably sleeping tonight.

The sight of bathing birds
With their chirps silenced by the hum of the wind
Reminds you of rain puddles forming in your yard.
Clear as the midnight rivulets from the skies,
Your memory brings delight:
Delivery,
Compulsory,
Of personal dreams
In which nothing is so much relieving than the night
When the rain kissed every part of your body,
Showed the truest form of your bosoms,
As you march to the tune of its song.

(for June who stays and has loved to walk in the rain)

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