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Ignoring Gravity
Ignoring gravity
Ignoring gravity
Ignoring gravity
Ignoring gravity
There's a fragrance to the air
That curls and spirals around me
Of soil, that rises to meet the rain
Wilfully, ignoring gravity
There's a line where a shower stops
If you watch it across a parched road
A languid perimeter of raindrops
Sensuous, endless, in its approach
There's a dance, centuries old
Beating like a drum inside me
You're the promised storm, Milady
I'm the soil, ignoring gravity
You're a languid perimeter of raindrops
Sensuous. Endless. Approach
You've got me
Ignoring gravity
You've got me
Ignoring gravity
-Suraj Mani
Why does (normally earthbound) soil, break all the rules and rise at the mere promise of rain?
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