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[sid] => 56588
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Rainmaker
[time] => 2004-07-18 00:25:39
[hometext] => Without food we live for weeks, without water, we die within days. Rainmaker is the water (love) for a dying man.
[bodytext] => Rainmaker, water-maiden Give me first your mist Gentle drops to kiss my lips Your glistening dew A moist blanket, To nurture this sleeping heart And then, pour your love on me in buckets For I am the dry man, the scarecrow. Draped across my wooden frame, I hang. Lonely in the field, my only communion Ravens, and snakes. Washing over my neglected bones Your drops fall diagonally, torrentially Onto my barren soil And I sprout Tiny shoots of grass grow in me thanks to your rain Hot, hard cracked earth is now lush, Like my lovers garden My lips were cracked, like the ground, Dry from the drought And with dirt in my mouth I fell dizzy from the sun. My precious waterfall, renew me with your flow, And green, I will grow, I will grow Caught in your deluge, I will laugh Drenched, I will laugh, Because in your loving rain I am full You have soaked my green meadow, filled my waterways My stream becomes a river in your flood, Gullies and lakes and oceans lie within me, And you have filled them all. Pour your love upon me beautiful girl. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 2 [informant] => blurryjoy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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