Rainy Day Poem

                       Every puff of smoke
                                 Every sip of this stale coffee
                                      Reminds of the rainy days we shared

                       How we tried to warm each others body
                                 playing fire
                                     by the fire our hearts made with the passion our bodies felt

                       We burned each other
                               down to every inch of fiber until there's nothing left
                                    but the smoke of our afternoon tryst

                        And when the sun bid goodbye
                              I was left alone, naked body and soul
                                 With nothing to warm but the ashes of what remained

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