k issing in the rain.

s
    treams of black skimming down my face, eyes shut squinting.
b
        lotches of uneven skin, revealing my identity of diffidence.
e
            ach breath moves in sync, like music to a deaf person.
o
                h, but no, it isn’t because of us.
n
                    o, no, it’s because of stupid romance.

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