Drizzling’ll be a hurricane
When we get close
Wanna hide in a corner
Where black and a bit cold

No matter how the sky
Rains cats and dogs
There’s the warmest shadow
Our feelings have drawn

Although shallow air
Gets too much cold
It isn’t about to
End up the road

Feel like singing
But voices have locked
Why seems to be a Harley
Ma’ mermaid I’ve got

Poem by Piumi Prabha

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