Rain Tapping
The rain pulled long fingernails
clackity-clack on the windowpanes.
Sullen child running to greet
the dancing
rhythms
outside before the
streets of Bangkok flooded
over.
Those days were
the
days of bittersweet joy
emulated by
nature.
Those days I could love the rain
more than I loved You.
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