Monday, September 12, 2011

The Wind Rogue

This time...
The rains did not rain.
It was swept off its feet.
Not by romance but by force.
The clouds budded them fine 
but it could not bloom.

This time...
The clouds did not float.
It was being shoved around.
It was being chased
and could not save its grace.

the wind played rogue
teasing and rampaging,
the clouds and the rain.

And when it was all over,
darkness loomed...

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