The wind, soft as a feather, moves Eyes closed, I inhale The richness as it passes My cheeks feel its soft caress Like a lovers kiss, gently it touches And I smile.
Raindrops start to fall slowly Face upturned, I let the drops touch me The smell intoxicating to my senses It overtakes all of me, I indulge in its richness The feeling exquisite, divine, and I grasp it close Letting it overtake all of me deep within And I gently sigh.
Oh the feeling of freedom The purity of the breeze softly passing by The feel of the rain as it touches my body The wetness soaking me, lapping at my form Like the arms of a lover that touches oh so gently Eyes closed, Senses bare, I fall into its passion.
And gently float away...
Memories,
Of once upon a time
Passes my view
I inhale all its richness
For all still lies deeply within me.
Eyes closed, I feel the rain pour down on me
Oh the sweet joy.
The richness of splendor that comes forth
I bask in it
Holding my arms out
Towards all it offers.
For you are there my love.
Always..
Inside those sweet, sweet, raindrops.
Each one marking the memories from within
Bringing them forward yet once again
Yes...
For you are there my love...
Always..
Forever to hold deep inside Within my heart, I savor each precious moment Till it is time that I say goodbye.
Your touch of sweet to always linger. Your scent deep within Always still felt Funny how time fades certain memories.
Yet with you, they seem to linger forever Like the raindrops sweetly falling The mist of pure that slowly trickles down my skin And to this I say Let them fall..
Soft, written with longing from deep in the soul,,,tenderly you bring back memories of a long forgotten time and thank God for :Memories are one gift from God that death cannot destroy..Lovely you sex pot you..lol and God bless...Kathie
Interesting, a genre-less poem. It is all a poem to nature, a love poem, and a poem about time's gone past.
Very interesting the way you blended multiple concepts all together to let us into your mind. Because that's the way it works sometimes, which one sensation triggering a memory that ultimately triggers the emotion that causes you to write a piece such as this.
The description towards the beginning is incredible as well...Very well done.
The hands of time, at least for a moment were turned back, to live inside such a romantic poem brings youth to all those who read, for once again I fall helpless into loves open arms.
Hello to all;
Been awhile since I been on. Most know me, some don't. Hopefully I can get to know the few that don't and catch up with all the other fine fellow poets/friends that have become so.. more..