(place) by birdonmyshoulder* Wed Aug 23 2000 at 21:08:31
"this rain is killing me,"
she said
(eyes now grey and falling),
softly tracing her fingers
across the clouded pane.

something so pure
inside of her,
glistening with silky droplets
and round.

so pure
that thought could not touch it
or even mist its windows
with warm breath.

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