Saturday, April 07, 2007

Your Fever

The summer was cumbersome
Never noticed when rain clouds
Covered up my distant sky,
Masking the blue greedy eyes of stars-
Twinkling demons.

The first drop felt good,
As rain wetted my body-
Thirsty & aching for more.

The night has gone darker,
And the stars out again.
The rain has left behind
My favourite pain-
Your fever.

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