Thundering Rain

Fictional

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Her soft small body


Laying against mine


The booms of thunder overhead


Her eyes watery, scared


I sang to her


Her tears beginning to dry


I stroke her back


Her breath evening


I couldn’t move


I wouldn’t


I always wanted her near


Her soft small body


Eyes closed


For the night


I stand slowly


And run outside


My arms outstretched


Looking out into the sky


She came out


Huddled against me


And she gives me a kiss


I could never forget

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