a tale untold

Will you listen to my story, she asked
the ones you love are woven within:
the raindrops and the sea.

Tell me, he said,
right here is where I’ll be.

Though his eyes were set
on dark shadows swiftly moving
behind the trees.

And so she started
from the beginning, excitedly
telling her tale
but by the third page she lost him
as he rushed off chasing thunderstorms
to dance in the rain.


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