Dancing in the Rain


I can hear the rain falling,
It’s soft pitter-patter dancing
On the roof,
I can hear the storm,
Rolling in,
Over the crests of the stars,
I can see the world as it folds in on itself,
Allowing room for the storm,
Waiting for the destruction.
And in that moment,
The world is silent,
No creature daring to utter
A single,
Word,
All but one,
Who screams,
And throws her hands in the air,
As she dances in the rain.

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