SWEET REFRAIN

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

But softly
Morning rain
To touch
Imperfect skin
Eyes upward
To a quelling
Thoughts and tears
Swelling.

Idle is
Sky above
Shaking hand
Comforts love
Moment trembles
Reborn again
Endless cycle
Sweet refrain.

Eye of dawn
Now slowly closes
Sweeps away
The hour poses
Its tender frame
Its wanton need
The beating heart
Life it feeds.

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  • orchidee

    Good write N. I got soaked by that softly morning rain - I forgot me brolly! How about you?! lol.



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