Night robes the rain in black, and so
the drops must speak
about their hidden inner silverness
to the golden-throat frogs
who are raising the sky roof tonight
Maybe rain drops can explain
the colour of falling to me
and how to shine on the way down
That would be nice because
I've been looking for a way
to tell you about this fall I'm taking
this fall I'm taking again because I can't stop
tripping on you
i can't stop reading this poem. i love it so much.
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