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Does the rain ever apologise to the Desert for abo

Does the rain ever apologise to the Desert for abondoning her?
Did he understand what her needs meant?
She waited patiently, 
still giving her best beauty but you took her pride
Scorched it, befriending her over and over again
With dry promises that cracks reality's neck.

And oh how she cried for help
With the remorseless wind in her hair 
You once adorned and adored .
"Rain rain come and stay,
My heart is craving for your luscious liquid touch,
You once showered me with and I bloomed
A beautiful flower for you."

You nourished  us for unforgettable moments,
Even the sun scarcely cared 
Because you were always there 
Adorning my cracked neck courageously..
With your dignified dripping diamonds and
The world saw my blossomed smiles and floral eyes.

But the gifts you give were just a cunning accomplice 
For your deviously planned departure to another
Beautiful desert
"My love, my rain 
Didn't fall down sky's steep stairs today
And sadly I didn't bloom
Your flower not withered 
But surviving somehow never stops asking questions like :
"Does the rain ever apologize to the Desert for abandoning her?"

©Keisha Perreira Deserted Desert
Does the rain ever apologise to the Desert for abondoning her?
Did he understand what her needs meant?
She waited patiently, 
still giving her best beauty but you took her pride
Scorched it, befriending her over and over again
With dry promises that cracks reality's neck.

And oh how she cried for help
With the remorseless wind in her hair 
You once adorned and adored .
"Rain rain come and stay,
My heart is craving for your luscious liquid touch,
You once showered me with and I bloomed
A beautiful flower for you."

You nourished  us for unforgettable moments,
Even the sun scarcely cared 
Because you were always there 
Adorning my cracked neck courageously..
With your dignified dripping diamonds and
The world saw my blossomed smiles and floral eyes.

But the gifts you give were just a cunning accomplice 
For your deviously planned departure to another
Beautiful desert
"My love, my rain 
Didn't fall down sky's steep stairs today
And sadly I didn't bloom
Your flower not withered 
But surviving somehow never stops asking questions like :
"Does the rain ever apologize to the Desert for abandoning her?"

©Keisha Perreira Deserted Desert