The Falling Cure

The sound of rain filled her insides

while she sat and gawked at the sky

a light gray that described her mind

a place that has been able to unwind monetarily

mesmerized by the effortless elegance of the rain 

she thought about nothing except the fact that

there was blood coursing through her veins

she was alive

pleased to live in the confined wet world of hers

content with her mood but always craving 

more of these days

more of the falling cure