the rain was falling
and i couldn't see the season changing
and the vibe slipping off it's axis
our beautiful melody became wildly staccato
the rain was falling and i could not see
that i was to be plowed and sowed and fertilized
and left to drown in his sunny afternoon
cumulus clouds, 84 degrees, melody
- jill scott
5 comments:
would love to see this in a series...
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love it.
felt.
B E A U T I F U L!!! I too love the rain! i mad a song called rain my self!
Really digging and feeling this. Need more to support my addiction.
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