When the rain fall

When the rain Fall

wet and dusty drone
touches my skin

like breeze hype
my coolness hump

oh! come thirsty minds,
struggle to whisper

my trouble ear salute,
nay stay my forehead

as the eyes that closes
to wrinkle my sight,

i'll stay forever wet

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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