in the residing calm upon every storm,
rainwater quietly turns to vapour.
the sun breathes its warmth and clouds form,
conjuring new rain to drench the Earth in vigour.
and so alike...
my being is drenched in memories of thee
at night they rise above me watching me seep.
they play stories of a new you mixed with me,
reciting a cycle of life that i wish very much to keep.
if i could be given a choice,
i would withstand your downpour everyday until dawn
if only i could drift off as vapour to your voice
gaining warmth from echoes of your sweet yawn.
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
in the residing calm upon every storm,
rainwater quietly turns to vapour.
the sun breathes its warmth and clouds form,
conjuring new rain to drench the Earth in vigour.
and so alike...
my being is drenched in memories of thee
at night they rise above me watching me seep.
they play stories of a new you mixed with me,
reciting a cycle of life that i wish very much to keep.
if i could be given a choice,
i would withstand your downpour everyday until dawn
if only i could drift off as vapour to your voice
gaining warmth from echoes of your sweet yawn.
