Grey city morning and black river streets.
Rain against my window, tears in my sheets.
Dark clouds in the sky, thunder overhead.
Imprint of your body left in my bed.
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Everyone will tell you that I don't read poems this long. So I gave you a 9 for stringing me along. I wept with you and the flower in rain. Expected a turn when he came again. But alas as it is in the mystery of life the fates work against those who carry their strife. The ending was just as I knew it would be, so what was revealed by this story to me. I know now that rain cannot wash away pain. And loves that are lost are to forever remain. GW62
melodious words., a timeless piece mam. I feel the pain beyond the words.,
The warmth within! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.