Little Feet

pitter-patter like little feet
raindrops tapping on mine pane

bitter burns hiss and slither
remembrance dismantles my sane

moist summers and eerie chimes
fingertips lost within your mane

like a thief you stole away
yet my heart you've left your stain

(everywhere like little feet)

raindrops tapping on mine pane
or is that you tapping on mine pain

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