sembilan: kiss the rain
In the heart of rain’s embrace, Where earth and sky converge, Petrichor’s fragrant trace, A memory you converge. Ephemeral whispers rise, From rain-kissed soil so deep, Your essence in the skies, In every breath I keep. Like petrichor’s sweet allure, You linger in my soul, A presence I can’t abjure, In every raindrop’s stroll. The earth exhales your name, In every fragrant sigh, Petrichor’s tender flame, Where you and I collide.