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April 21, 2013

I love the rain… 

do you hear me…?

I mean…really,

Do you feel me?

i L.O.V.E.  R.A.I.N.


I’ll take it

Grinding or caressing,

Hard or soft,

Driving or beckoning,

Drizzle or misty,

Melting or stinging…


Even the dewy cling of a thick, heavy fog

Settling like drifts of Cool Whip…

If I lick my lips I think I can taste it…


It’s full of a grounding, wet, wonderful  weight…

Humidity in motion,

Intimate, communion,


It feels holy to my thirsty heart…

My senses seeking, searching…

Craving the Divine,

The Love that loves. ..

Holy intertwined.


From → poetry

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