“The Pluviophile in Fall”


“I know there is a struggle–
To look at the sun,
Or to look at my shadow,
Ever-defiant in stance.

I know the reason why–
I have hated heat,
Fallen in love with rain,
Ever-opposing in elements.

It is the same tug-o-war–
If it is or not,
An answered prayer for safety,
Yet a betrayal to my wants.

I know that there is hurt–
In every unsatisfied condition,
Triggered by loss of dew–
The dryness of days.

This is the fault in autumn–
Where we pray for rain again,
For somehow the shadow is gone,
No more haunting of pain.”


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