She swooped in to catch my last breath as if the skies had opened and poured a red rain like never before. Once and always I'd forgotten through the passing time, of who I am, what I was, and who I am ready to become.
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Beautiful poem of finding self and the pain it entails. I like your writing style. Pure yet sensual.
Well penned mixed bag of prose and free-verse...Smoothly constructed...~FjR~