the virgin's rain


the rain was relentless
            like a virgin longing eager for his first kiss
                                                   under the green lush tree
                                                                   one stormy summer day..


where the shades of blue
shatter  crumble like a memory that's not true


if the rain should fade
             and we don't have to brave
                                       the angry winds
                                                         and unforgiving nymphs




tell me,
will you?
can you?
do you?
are you?





the bottle is empty
                         the music is mushy
                                        my eyes are sleepy
                                                     my fingers are dreamy




             if
                     i am still here
                                   and you're still there
                                                                 will i?
can i?


do i?
am i?
can you?
will you?
or
    
  can we?

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