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After the Rain

After the rain I share your pain Let me lessen the burden Come, Hold my hand Let me wrap my arms Around your frame Hold you close ‘till our river overflows with our heart’s nose I feel the fire in your heart That lives for the buried and alive May their souls live on forevermore I’m barely hanging on I look back to see how far I’ve come We were held by the same arms I was precious in her eyes Perfect she thought With tears in her eyes Warm , rolling off her face Onto mine Even when I screamed Bloody was I On her wooden floor Pulled out by a midwife My heart cries For the joy love brings to our eyes I get lost sometimes In the tears in your eyes Rolling off your face onto mine I get lost in time with the frown drawn upside down upon your mouth Knowing your time is fastly approaching I watch the colors of our yesterday Yellow and purple hues Sunshine and royal blood For the God above I hold my breath and fight back the tears But they come back stronger every time Walking around but getting nowhere The weather drags me down We can only wait For time to pass us by And take me along the ride I know how it goes Gold cemented under dirt and soil You can breathe in me when I close my eyes You are the reason I am broken in unbreakable parts It kills me to see you die You drift away out of my life I’ve figured it out Rolling thunder’s wrath struck our house After the rain I survived I won’t hold on too tight I’ll let you go and let you be where you belong I’m barely hanging onto the thread of our love, It kills me to see that you’re gone Our distance has strengthened our bond I hope you reach that happy medium That final destination The crystal palace With chairs of gold More precious than diamond Oh what joy will it bring Marckincia Jean Free verse 11/11/19

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