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"Flow"

The grey blanket of the sky,

provides appropriate cover
for the separated lovers.
f

Nearly a month it's been,

since the delicate drops of rain
have seen the brute force of the ocean.
h

With a mere clap of thunder,

the droplets hungrily fall,
into the arms of their distant lover.
i

Every falling raindrop,

whispers a loving word to the ocean,
as they ripple into an exotic embrace.
a

Though the rain must return to it's clouded prison,

the two savour this moment,
as they crash and flow as one.