Space Between The Rain 1

 

A soft whisper in the air
The whiff of an imminent storm thickens
Getting rid of the arid air
Footsteps quicken

Pillows of grey clouds garner
Diffusing the sun’s glimmer
The city landscape tainted by
A sepia filter

Then it started
The first splatter
Against my skin
Then another

Developing into an arrhythmic tempo
The drizzle makes its entrance
As it coats everything in sight
With a thin film of water

The rhythm intensifies
Getting faster and louder
Drowning out everything
In a blanket of white noise

 
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