You come to me quiet as rain not yet fallen
Afraid of how you might fail yourself your
dress seven summers old is kept open
in memory of sex, smells warm, of boys,
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such a beautiful work here..! ! i really love this.. thanks for sharing keep writing :)
Looking across the year we can look upon life. This poem is very interesting one.
You Come To Me Quiet As Rain Not Yet Fallen...you come to me quiet as the last of our senses closing/// Romantically written; lovely expression
Attraction certainly changes with age. And, in this poem, letting go of those younger, passionate attractions means (although puzzling when compared to what was) a sense of quiet and silence, perhaps acceptance.
Rain yet has not fallen and rain yet has not whispered. In lining of face fear is seen. Beauty of life is felt with beauty of love. This poem is very interestingly penned and this is an nice poem of the day. Thank you very much for sharing this....10
Love's magic steps! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
come to me you can come to me as the tranquil rain drop...........
Poem made me really think about myself