The rain poured and
with a flourish
of your hand
you opened your umbrella
to keep us away
from the teardrops
of the sky that lands
creating our own little bubble
that little special world
where your arms are around
my shoulders
and mine around your waist
surrounded by the fields that cry
floods the kissing ground it tastes..
until the umbrella closed
and the magic left
leaving the sound of reality
to awaken me
from my precious reverie...
/** you were....words couldn't ever describe */
Really poetic. I like it.
ReplyDeleteahh again, i really like this! the story of it is so simple but nice..yeah, it's simply deep. i love it! :)
ReplyDeleteHey you are featured in my blog because I really like your poetry. Nice work on this one in particular.
ReplyDeleteFeel free to check mine out:
http://bridgettedanforth.blogspot.com/2009/09/messing-acrostic-poem.html#comments
Thanks,
B.D (d.P)