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Raining Metaphors
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Delicate I was waiting for the inspiration
as if it were the calm before the storm,
waiting for it to rain down and spill
beautiful words upon the page
as though it were a release to a stagnant summers day.
It rained, it poured,
I was drenched in literary metaphors.
Words slipped across my skin
as if they were next to kin.
I wanted every definition
to fullfill this literary submission,
pouring word after word;
taking turns as the next word years
to be something more
than summer's rain
pouring upon the floor.
