Rain-drenched girl
By Yutka
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Rain-drenched girl
I have always loved the rain
when your curly hair is sparkling,
halo-like, studded with jewels
in a grey, mysterious world.
Moist crystals drip gently down
in the innate rhythm of heartbeat.
When you appear in this symphony,
in your white blouse, wetness
wrapped around your body in transparency,
I'm full of wonder, forget all the inconvenience,
wipe you dry, wring out your dress.
Nothing is as beautiful as a secret meeting
with my rain-drenched girl.
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Such a captivating poem with
Such a captivating poem with careful attention to detail of a girl with natural curly hair.
I love the lines those first two stanzas,
when your curly hair is sparkling,
halo-like, studded with jewels
in a grey, mysterious world.
and
Moist crystals drip gently down
in the innate rhythm of a heartbeat.
These words are so evocative and sum up the poem perfectly.
Jenny.
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