Judith
the rain of that night,
the plans of that day...
her beauty stop the rain as it rains
me wet.
not seeing her could have been...
but the strength of love
true love betides the
storm of thunder rains.
so i went in a rain
that her beauty stopped
and wet i arrived.
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