Rain Falls

Isles – Summer (Poem III)

 

Rain Falls

 

Rain falls on the lake

July, the carpet of grass

Crushed beneath limbs

Entwined

 

Her touch speaking, soft

Warm rain falls in sheets, hazy

A curtain drawn ‘cross

The water

 

Hard, slow, heavy drops

Wet kisses, penetrating

Lips as pure as love

Falling

 

Given at the Troubadour 2016.11.07

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