Futile Solution...

Beyond the azure sky
The first rain awaits
Its fall.
And down there
that blue eyed
Boy hopes,
He would dilute
At the same time
with his ..

Moments lapse.

Then the
Drops reunite
Whispering one's grief
To the other .

Who would have thought,
Even decadence finds
Its solace in
Desperate communion!

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