Thunderclouds, Rain and other Stormy Words

 

 

Thunderclouds, Rain and other Stormy Words

 

and your constant presence
there in all the
chambers of my heart
steals away my sleep
waking the restless wonders
of my mind

 

and I find myself
searching for that place
where the zephyr
of your essence
always settles
….there somewhere
just beneath
the dusty smell
of day's end
that lingers hazy

 

where your image is
mnemonically captured
….and enshrined
becoming whispers
of gently woven words
that keep advocating
so valiantly for you
leaving me lost without
the validity
of exactly who we are

 

but here beneath
tonight’s crescent moon
everything seems to be
just a little bit magical
and all those truths or lack of
don’t seem to matter as much

 

and the only thing that does
is that I can’t help but be drawn
to the gently falling rain
and rumble of thunderclouds
that always trembles
the tender storm of your words

 

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