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On a wet July evening,
As the clouds romanced,
Sending down torrential rain,
they walked hand in hand,
loving their first togetherness.
Friends, having found their love,
walking through the orchards,
limitless emotions pouring out,
love glittering in their eyes,
words seemed bitterish.
As the clouds romanced,
Sending down torrential rain,
they walked hand in hand,
loving their first togetherness.
Friends, having found their love,
walking through the orchards,
limitless emotions pouring out,
love glittering in their eyes,
words seemed bitterish.
With daydreams of their future,
not even a thought did differ.
The lovers walked, under one umbrella,
close as ever, embraced by oneness,
praying the rain would never come to a halt.
not even a thought did differ.
The lovers walked, under one umbrella,
close as ever, embraced by oneness,
praying the rain would never come to a halt.
This piece is written for - short-story-slam-week-23.
love the imagery.
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Thank you Robin
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