I lay upon my bed of clouds,
listening to my heart with
the pattering of the rain.
It whispers with the wind
the love that it feels.
The pattern of the drops
falling on my skin,
similar to the
words across my heart.
The dark dots of water is
the ink on my heart.
The words of my life
across my face.
Thats were I find your name...
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