Sidewalks
By Hillary Fink
Much like the rain on the sidewalk
Soaking in only enough to become absorbed by the other
But never fully giving oneself up completely
I am the sidewalk
and you, you are the rain
Much like the rain on the sidewalk
Soaking in only enough to become absorbed by the other
But never fully giving oneself up completely
I am the sidewalk
and you, you are the rain