Wet Sunday

Hooded in neon pink
Dainty feet masked by cyan toes
Enveloped by designer slippers
Dark shade of blue, her covering
Pitter-patter
Pitter-patter
Pitter-patter
Goes the raindrops
As her slippers go squish squash against the rain
Splashing everywhere
Puddles all over
The darkened sky plays peek-a-boo
Her hand curled to form a fist
Deep in the shadows
The rain caresses her face
Like a lover slowly mapping out the
Silhouette of the beloved
Underneath it all, her innocence
Held in a clasp
A story behind her eyes
She smiles
As she ascends gracefully

Pulchae

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