Draping the damp cloak
night settled on her window
darkness crawled in her bedroom
the tiny daisy on her windowsill
twitched, trembled
shedding a petal or two.
*
The bare glass panes fluttered
when tickled by the gusts,
solitary night befriended
her vacant room,
The saturated sky
roared, grumbled, screamed,
the thick greys battled as
numerous torchlight flickered
through the fissures, crevices.
*
countless raindrops deposited
on the glass panes,
few splashes that touched her skin
dampened her sanity
the relentless showers
paled her thoughts
and once again her heart piped the
lullaby of bygone love as she
soaked in the rains of yore,
sitting by the glass window.💚
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