The rain kissed me softly
A gentle, good morning
I woke with a smirk
And a hello, dear
Now I sip my coffee
As sweet, wet adorning
Perfumes the cold dirt
And makes my head clear
Photo by Chris Trinh on Unsplash
Petrichor Morning
The rain kissed me softly
A gentle, good morning
I woke with a smirk
And a hello, dear
Now I sip my coffee
As sweet, wet adorning
Perfumes the cold dirt
And makes my head clear
Photo by Chris Trinh on Unsplash
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