by davebarclay1954

Wonderful words, beautifully joined, who can ignore beauty’s wisdom?



Rain pounded down outside

Vibrating off window panes

Resetting the cadence of time

Our hearts were stepping to

Fingers sat tangled in my hair

As whispering breath lingered

Around curves we’d laid bare

Distant thunder beat its chest

As our souls exchanged light

Two lives connected and directed

Like moths fighting to feel fire

Some things don’t require voice

Just a free falling into places lost

Inside the storm brewing inside

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