The Rain

these silver fingers playing
a study on her shoulders fair
as the heaven’s golden lips
kiss gently through her russet hair

she turns to seek this summer rain
each dappled drop to her embrace
the elements themselves cannot compare
next to her beauty are as effaced

and thus into this evening storm
she paints herself by way of grace
for in this scene she does adorn
all nature fades beyond her gave.



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