Raindrops
As much as you complain about your heart
In efflorescence from the very start
It scatters like the raindrops from a storm
The vast expressions of the woman's form
Transcendence lies between the raindrop's tears
Combustion of the end of all your fears
Another one I halted before it got out of hand. Maybe I'm learning something. Maybe not.
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