Rain Shadow
Cigarette ash kind of sky
flake free clouds ramify
Waking droplets out of bed
pulling covers time to shed
A tiny hint a gentle assent
into quiet mirthful descent
One of countless purest beads
each craving dearest of needs
Drift the wind and blow a kiss
as ecstasy pairs with soft bliss
Polishing clouds ready each gem
setting storm’s bright diadem
They plummet further for desire
joy twisting what's to transpire
Tremors grow closer to their one
waited for their forever to come
A plunge of final passion’s throw
when drop kisses her rain shadow
EaS
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