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Its Raining Again Trickling down my face in breathless kisses down my neck and rising chest carrying with it wind blown wishes Trembling I find myself blessed lost within poetic thought So soft it does begin to cease I wish it naught! Its raining again....
Rain Drops fall steady to dance upon the ground pulsating echos to resound a longing left to taunting puddles deep with wanting in the silence in between thoughts bubbling to fill that which can't be seen of the rivets trickling down my window pane Lost in thought and missing, this always happens when it rains 11/8/08
I find The sun broke to pierce the clouds and release the earth of that gloomy shroud and dabble it in golden light in the wake of showers a rainbow bright to paint the skies in luminous hues a warm embrace, after a million kisses, I find I still miss you... 11/8/08
Dance of the Butterflies butterflies all a flutter making me tremble, giggle, at my secret but unbridled joy a whimsical game I so love to employ spinning in a dizzying rush to fall haphazardly, green eyed, my cheeks scarlet to flush with a Chester cat idle grin it's a game I always win though never without being caught and never alone in the constant presence of another in much love on the wind blown that had set the butterflies to flutter in earnest to begin and the dizzy twirling dance at the game we always win. 11/6/08
That Which Has No Measure Poetry in my head that shan't be written nor said as no such words exist though the heart does employ to insist as butterflies dance madly within me briefly to settle but never to flee such is my madding dizzying pleasure at this that has no words equal to measure 11/6/08
Always, Akalie
The Rain Makes me Miss you...Makes me think of you when you can't be here.....I love it when it rains....I find it Inspires me.....
