How many raindrops make an ocean?

Falling through the sky
Only down
Kissing neighbours
At one in unison
Analysing distorted reflections
Glinting shapely jewels
Magnetic promises crisp and clear
Terminal velocity a rippling whisper
Calling its name:
“Little raindrop”

Little raindrop
Wrinkle that shine
Louder the call
Kamikaze raindrop
sweet irritant
Wiped from the brow
Blurring passed
The landscape
You are but one now.

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