Hearts had new rhythms that started
skipping
set to music of the rain that was
slowly dripping
Grey and dark the sky fell slowly in a
dance
Making the darkest of hearts desire
romance.
Teardrops slide down the window making
art
As a soul can only wait for a love that
fell apart
Boots splash in reflected puddles that
lay in streets,
forming a memory of a sudden last kiss
that still repeats
Sounds of thunder collide into cracks
of broken hearts
Waiting for lightning to revive the
beat backwards into art.
Love floods the city in rivulets of someone’s
veins
Until loss of unspoken words hits in a
storm that rains.
Raindrops hit their skin and sink in
with regret
Over mistakes made in shapes of silhouettes
Clouds take cover and gathered above
Watching them drown in what was once love.
They held on for rainbows and clear skies
But were only embraced with hard goodbyes
The rhythm of the rain was set to a new
pace
It’s too bad their love had to be
replaced.
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