sheltered
In the darkness,
While water drips
Through the leaves;
It's raining softly
And the yellow glare of lights,
Winds like a procession
Through the streets.
A window is open
To the night,
White curtains billow
And float on the breeze;
Behind the curtains
My beloved sleeps,
Sheltered
Behind the glistening trees.
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thank you!
You really love a bit of moisture!, Outstanding Poem.
thanks, @awgbibb - I am the poet of rain :)
love the visual imagery. good one!