You are like the rain
And the raindrops are your words
I use an umbrella
To keep myself away from them
But no matter how much
I try to cover myself
I always get touched by your words
And let myself
Soak in the rain
And then the rain stops
You leave
And I walk home
Alone
With the memory of your raindrops
YOU ARE READING
Book of Memories (Poetry Book Number One)
PoetryBOOK TWO: TREASURES BOOK THREE: TREASURED MEMORIES
