Mute Song

Raining metallic drops
Pounding on my head,
A drum roll...

Raining metallic drops
Slide along my hair,
A violin serenade..

Raining metallic drops
Bouncing from my eyelashes,
A piano symphony..

Raining metallic drops
Makes mascara disappear,
The audience applauses..

Raining metallic drops,
I'll be thinking of you
Next time black clouds spit.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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