Mar 2012
Your snow, my rain
We meet there
Over and again
The hustle around
Noises and frowns
But we escape
Through the quiet sounds
Of drops of thoughts
Falling all around
Endless and captured
In what we are
And could have been
And wishing you were here
Drowning in that quiet storm
that is you
In that secret place
Where we never part
We meet there
Over and again
The hustle around
Noises and frowns
But we escape
Through the quiet sounds
Of drops of thoughts
Falling all around
Endless and captured
In what we are
And could have been
And wishing you were here
Drowning in that quiet storm
that is you
In that secret place
Where we never part
I wrote this in 2005 and it was published in an Editors Choice series called, "Twilight Musings" I hope you enjoy it... **
(Texas)
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