Raindrops dance upon rooftops,yearning me to follow along.
Silently whispering me to move,tempting me with it's witchery.
The rain is nice enought to cover our noise as we move through the tall thickets of grass.I felt our legs moving in unison as if we both want the same thing,
To escape.
My breath is hot and heavy, my clothes are damp with rain,my legs and chest hurt,but all I can do is think of how she must fell.I stop abruptly and pick her up from the ground, and continue my accent through the woods.The lost child directs a tired smile at me,as her tiny hands cling to me.
Her tangled damp hair,
Her precious doe-like eyes,
And her dirty hands glow in the darkness of night.
I dream for this moment,with no regrets,to last forever.
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