Seeds
Scattered sparks
from my soul,
Scatters on white paper.
Through collision with you,
flash,
like the sky splits open.
Need your ink,
time and steady hands,
to catch,
what falls from
cracked clouds of my brain,
poems spilling
like sudden rain.
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