Slimbone’s Hollow Poetry:”Rainfall Godly”

Her eyes are so beautiful…yet her heart is so see throuGh..her voice is an echo, that ritchochet…I yearn for her embrace/ when the dark clouds block the sun, the people run and hide to escape her touch…are the only times I Get to see her face/ her countenance is faultless…her presence is always known/ a monster to some, a Goddes to most;..can only look her in the eyes…when mine are close/ she visits me a few times a month, when the sun is Gone, and the full moon is born…she taps on my window..and whispers in my ear..while I lay in slumber…sayinG Omar..your Rain is here ❤ ❤