Rain

A hint of rain dropped fictional scents

like madeleine crumbs, a taste of past

falls, sky brimming with promise as

tallows scattered sun like cinnamon.

 

Now a cloudnight gathers dusk

as rain returns, quenching memory,

and the patch, with sustenance.

 

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