I fell for you like rain
-with pulses like thunder-
And though the weather
Will surely change
In our climate that
Is never certain-
I’ll be there
Long after the sun finally rises
Is for living
And you’re here beside me.
Posted by Pinkjumpers in Art, life, Literature, Poetry Tags: art, climate, Literature, Love, personal, Photography, Poetry, romantic, weather
November 7, 2013 at 10:06 pm
February 4, 2014 at 9:59 pm
Beautiful Romantic Poem. 🙂
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