silver raindrops glistened like stars
and poured down your face
you laughed
and took my hand
together, we dived into the storm
screaming
and wild
and young
and free
the water soaked us to the bone
and silver stained our souls
i find flecks of it every now and then
i smile and remember
when you made me laugh
when i wasn't always filled with pain
when we could be forever
when rain could be silver
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Another Broken Eternity
Poetrythis is poetry in the sense that everything broken is poetic. a collection of poems about love, betrayal, hope, and broken dreams inspired by milk and honey by rupi kaur. #137 in poetry - 09/15/17 #229 in poetry - 12/25/17 #118 in poetry - 01/13/18...
