Scent of rain
The scent of rain is the scent of water and sand
The thunder rumbles gently at a distance
Satiated and content
A quiet breeze blows, tickling my black plum tree and it sways back in amorous delight
The conflux of time and chance brings me here,
A product of 400 generations of lust or love
Listening to my seeds squabble over video games and make-up
Outside rain and wind beckon the changing season
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