Rain releasing memories in a drain.
That’s where you and I.
Secretly went.
The country of…
Us….
you and I,
The country of us that resides in my mind.
You are the God of us,
The king God of us,
your majesty, please..
Have mercy on your Goddess queen.
Please help me to bottle every memory,
Every Memory of us in US.
You see.…
The raindrops are many,
Memories
Just slipping through my fingers
Arms, legs, feet, and toes.
It will be all gone for sure. every laugh, every kiss, every smile Of us.
Drop by drop you started to fade.
You scent your touch the sound of your voice.
Tears began to fall, joining the raindrops that erase it all.
Features of your face starting to fade.
As last tear Joined the rain, leaving me, confused
Who are you?
Who am I?
Why am I here?
Better yet why am I wet?
The strange man, who for some reason
Did not alarm me at all.
Smiled, and simply said.…
You are us.
You and I God and Goddess of US.
My love, I am the one to blame.
Your confusion was caused by none other,
then the New Year’s cleanse rain.
I heard you reach out.
I heard the distress in your voice and felt your pain.
Somehow your mind chose to take its time.
It was imperative for this to happen.
We were to meet again, you and I together in US.
My beautiful goddess, my beautiful queen You must once again except my hand.
You must trust in me.
We are not of separate entities.
As soon as you do Accept me, take my hand with all trust you and I will both return to us.
It must be true trust and sealed with a kiss.
The first Tear that falls gently down your cheek and softly caresses your lip.
That teardrop that contains the memories in it.
The tear of loyalty.
I grabbed his hand, and trusted with blind faith.
As one little tear trickled down, my face touched my lips with a salty taste.
What is the trust?
Trust is the memory of us in US.
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