Petrichor Blues

You can smell rain before it falls
Almost like whispers coming through the walls

Sometimes a gentle touch is
Nothing more than wishful thinking
Sometimes an evening nap
Is a graver sign you've been grieving
All you need is a warm embrace
Cause inside you've been freezing

Light a fire and blow it out
Puff of smoke in the air lingering on
Sometimes you wait in anticipation for something
Something more



Credits
Writer(s): Haley Kuster
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