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May. 11th, 2002 02:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arachne8xBaptism
The drops are gliding over me my face
Upturned, it's baptized with each kamika-
ze drop. Umbrella impotent at my side,
I walk unsheltered welcoming the wet
To cleanse my clouded soul. So many tears
Could not refresh the parched skin of my spirit.
I taste and feel its beauty touch as flesh,
Not weak but strong, delights. What others shun
Seems manna to my hunger. Peace is mine
As I watch others cower from the rain.
The drops are gliding over me my face
Upturned, it's baptized with each kamika-
ze drop. Umbrella impotent at my side,
I walk unsheltered welcoming the wet
To cleanse my clouded soul. So many tears
Could not refresh the parched skin of my spirit.
I taste and feel its beauty touch as flesh,
Not weak but strong, delights. What others shun
Seems manna to my hunger. Peace is mine
As I watch others cower from the rain.
