The Storm In My Heart Set His Tree On Fire
My cheeks pressed against
my window while the rain drops
Streamed down the glass, down my face
Alluding to tears,
Staring across at your house,
Lights out, cars gone, vacant.
The oak tree scratching
At your old bedroom window,
Muddy,bare, lifeless garden,
It has been a week,
Thunder explodes from a far,
Lightning strikes the tree on fire.
BY: sabina nicole
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Written:11-26-11
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