Friday, 17 March 2017

SOUL-COALESCE


When clouds swoop down 
In darkness 
From the stormy laden skies 
When wind swirls play tag 
With heated mists 
Rising from satiated sighs 
When gentle rain begins to fall 
On upturned faces 
Tracing trickles on half shut eyes… 

Two wisps with ancient memories 
Unite 
Dancing to immortal pagan refrains 
Space shrinks, time stands still 
As destiny celebrates
Euphoric soul-kisses in the rain.

MS




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