Driven Rain Boulevard (Braeden’s Writing Challenge #2)

I close my

eyes and pull you close

to my chest

I opened my

eyes for the first time

to see a new purpose

I closed my

closets with

the hidden rain

I opened up

my crashing mind

to see my beloved soul

I closed the

stained glass window

to see the view

I opened up

the gates to feel

the flood from my eyes

I couldn’t stop

the driven rain

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