H20

the ground begged for rain
like a desert land pining for hydration,
it desired to be drowned in it,
to swirl in its wetness;
i too, have prayed
to drench myself in you,
but like the rain
in the billowing clouds above
you come down long after the drought,
when i have all but dried up
and collapsed.

—MCR.

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