Whispered words in a train

Escapril:Day 2- april showers

The clouds keep swirling 

In the amber sky

Cleaning the heavy air

The sound of purity

It's the raindrops falling

The tears keep swirling

On my erodible cheeks

Draining myself emotionally 

The sound of vulnerability

Those are not

Raindrops

Falling.

                    -april showers