And the rain falls.
Sullen heavy skies...
and a relentless flow
of rain.
Like teardrops
that carry no pain,
but cleanse, refresh, renew.
And the rain falls.
DLD/30JUN07
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They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. --Edgar Allan Poe
You opened the door and walked inside
and asked a memory of me.
It was so good and my mind quickly encircled you,
embraced you, held you.
Your words, your questions, your thoughts,
I hold you here in my mind.
You opened a window and your fresh air
blew inside my heart.
You climbed inside and it skipped a beat,
then raced so fast I couldn't breathe.
Your touch, your taste, your love,
I hold you here within my heart.
You opened a whole new world for me
and showed me pleasures I'd never known.
You draped your ribbons around me
and decorated my life.
Your eyes, your smile, your care,
I hold you here in my soul.-- Ampoule
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