comfyshoes Posted October 14, 2007 Share Posted October 14, 2007 It rains. It's late, you feel like you've forgotten something, The streets are strange, You don't speak the language... It rains. Did you think she was a statue, a painting That you might catalog and store, musty and faithful? One look, one touch at the base of her throat Would have told you Would have warned you It rains. Take a taxi, Watch the liquid constellations come and go on the window glass; It's late, you're lost, you feel like you'd like to forget something... See her eyes in the streetlamps, The meter clicks, you feel sick And goodbye plays in your head like a song from an alleyway The words foreign But the music as familiar as your heartbeat It plays on, You dance this heart-cracked night to its end and It rains. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
niczeegs Posted October 14, 2007 Share Posted October 14, 2007 Wow, I loved it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kelebek Posted October 14, 2007 Share Posted October 14, 2007 Beautiful. Gave me goosebumps. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeen Posted October 14, 2007 Share Posted October 14, 2007 Thanks !!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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