#6 rain poem

If it were to rain this instant,
I’d be awake for a view
From my sole window outside,
Trying to reach you.

The sound of rain,
A desire for a dreamy sleep,
I want to rest too,
From the life of busy intrigue.

Why now is there no rain?
It’s winter still with no hopes,
I look forward to forming clouds,
I wait in a desperate pain.
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