rain

Posted by Robert Anderson On Saturday, March 12, 2011 1 comments

i gravitate...
cascading to feed you
and enhance your beauty when i inspire

your petals are soft and
as my hands
graze their perpetual texture
you tingle

i weave, i weave
my intent effortlessly
and settle 
in your
immeasurable soul

oh, love
cry for me,
cry and i will veil your tears


Posted by Robert Anderson at Saturday, March 12, 2011
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

so lovely... the rain brings out so many emotions.

March 17, 2011 at 12:06 PM

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