Memento. A poem.

The rain falls
And every drop
Is a memento
A moment of you
Remembered
And merging
Into a pool
Of longing
That grows
By the hour
Until the sun
Comes out
And every
Shiny fragment
Disappears
And like you
It’s gone

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