grief

I long to surrender

to the rainfall;

feel wet hair

against my cheek.

Laugh until I feel hollow,

cry until I can’t speak.

I long to surrender

to the rainfall;

feel the drops travel

down my spine.

Hear the rain clouds

murmur,

you are as good as mine.

Fall into the emptiness

away from all my fears.

Oh, how I long to surrender,

surrender all my tears.

 

 

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