I want the smell of rain to linger forever in my nostrils.
And as I inhale deeply to feel its earthy taste
at the back of my dry tongue.
Maybe she’ll experience the tiny tingles that my skin gets,
When droplets of rain caress it,
As I swallow.
The mud will turn into honey
And the pain will turn into gratefulness…
But only if the summer rain
Blesses my mouth.
Another short poem of mine. Hope you like it 🙂
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