a single drop of rain
a single drop of rain
holds time against the window sill
the rhythm comforts me
like your scent
as you float by me at the counter
moving from task to task
like the storm blowing through
fiercely drenching the city streets
then on to the next town
like friends from the past
who see you for just a moment
then find new faces
the drop slows
you place your hand on my shoulder
“come sit with me?”
the rhythm stops
we have nowhere to be
but together
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