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