Monday 16 February, 2009

SHE LAY THERE STILL

The eastern sun just got out,
Letting the twilight caress her pout.

The droplets lay there, adorning her face,
Making the best of diamonds hide their face.

She lay there still,
Soaking the sun.

Thinking of the night 
That just went by.

And there i see a blush
That she did try to aside abrush

She wasn't sure what made her shiver
The chilly winds yesternight
Or his caress all night

His touch that had come
After all the wait this long

She lay there still 
Waiting for him to come

And play with those strands
Which were let loose for him

And he will come again
Once the dusk arrives

Falling drop by drop at first
And then thundering down,
Quenching the thirst of the earth that lay below.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Seems they really are treating you as a human. You couldnt write poetry unless they were! :)