With the scent
of oncoming rain
The smell of green
Fills every sense
And I can't stop smiling
With the scent
of oncoming rain
The smell of green
Fills every sense
And I can't stop smiling
The sound could be mistaken
For the bashing of the sea against stone
It was ferocious and it cut
Right through your skin
And down to the very bone
Until the nasal request
That cuts through even headphones
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We all dig through bags bad pockets
In search of justification
To sleep in the moving carriages
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All eyes get drawn to the too quick
Shuffle and tap against the doors
That won't open yet
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Even slumberers pay attention
Some betting for capture
And others escape
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We roll in, the squeal of tires
Slowly, too slowly the doors part
The quick slip of escape
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A collective sigh
No matter the opinion
The event is over and sleep is lulled back
The ballpoint has nothing on this
It runs like a snake
Smooth and hissing
As my words and thoughts and fears
Come to life and send
A thrill of unequal measure
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Pausing I tap the end on the table
Back and forth and smile
At the small pink reassurance
That makes the whole process bearable
Before the light of day cracks open eyelids
That scent of oncoming rain
And the feel of a lovers head in your lap
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A sky where you can't count the number of stars
Feeling the rough texture of bark against your fingertips
Stretching out limbs like a cat in sunlight
Bubbles reflecting rainbows as they float away
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Dancing crazy for innocent laughter
Dancing without a care alone with music
So loud that you can barely hear yourself think
And all you feel is the base through your spine
With blankets and slippers
A rum to warm the veins
And a lover to warm the skin