Rains lashing in slants
On the sagging 3-wheeler roof…
Tiny tear drops
Dropping in deliberate drool
Disciplined drill-like
I gather a drop
On the ring finger…
The cool of a single drop
Touched in the deepest way…
Washed away my adult immunity
Awakened!
By a touch…
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