Literature
Dust
Rain begins to fall,
Like missiles headed towards earth,
Destination unknown,
Pitter patter,
Punching my face,
Running down cheeks,
Your making my body perspire.
Hold me closer,
Wrap around you like a tree root,
As you move through me,
Vaporize into thin air,
Where will you go,
Towards the rain droplets origin,
Become dust,
Whirling around inside the atmosphere,
Soon that will be us.