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Midnight Rain

Viola Paradise

Aug 30, 2022
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The lightning pricks my heavy eyes awake.
My body, thunderstung
Out of its sluggish sleep,
Resents this midnight waking.

But soon
The long soft sibilant rain
Brings to the night a deep new rest.

The storm recedes,
And on the far warm low voluptuous thunder
I am rolled back to sleep.
 
 
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