Rain
and Tea
Rain glimmering outside my window,
I stare up at the vast open sky.
Birds are hiding in their nests,
And I am safe, and warm inside.
Puddles are surrounding the once dry ground.
I sip at my tea,
Thinking of you, and me
I ponder the thought of us together,
I burn my tongue.
The aching feeling I feel in my heart,
Matches the burn on my once,
Moist tongue.
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