- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Touch of Rain
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I hear the sweet music of falling rain drops
making their melody known on my rooftop
slow rythmic pulsation of the water falling
the sounds of my dark angel calling
come out with me and enjoy the tears of the sky
standing on the edge of time feeling like I could fly
a breeze catches me and the scent surrounds
the smell of the rain as it hits the ground
washing away the impurities of yesterday
knowing that tomorrow is another day
a day that we can share what we have been given
that we may be able to cherish in the living
each second we love is living proof
life is tangible, just like the rain on my roof
i can reach out and it touches me to the core
nights like this are truly what i adore
blessed be the miracle that takes away my pain
blessed be those who can feel the touch of the rain.
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