and the rain falls wet
shared to shed the tears that tear my soul to empty shreds.
and I wouldn't care to think it
but yet I am
And so the storm blows over once again.
My heart is too happy
I can not hold this feeling still
it shifts and changes before I know it's form to fill.
whispering if only;
If you love at all
then never let this be enough.
This poem flows beeautifully,
ReplyDeleteits dark and enlightening at the same time.
love the rhyming.
A glacier conversing with the sun
ReplyDeletein slow motion bright whispers
as the night walks through the maze
it comes close too with
aloe sweet watery eyes
in absence and contentment
we pull the land from the trail
and the things to go back to
as if it wasn't always so