"Sometimes it starts as a misty rain
that gently touches my soul.
It cools the fire that burns in me
and I simply lose control."
Just like this old R&B song says,
that is how I feel in this weather.
The rain touching my window,
pounding down like the feel of a heartbeat,
like the sound of the base on a soft beat.
I can’t control myself in this weather.
It’s like we are meant to be together.
Me and you,
you and I.
Your soft warmth and soothing touch.
Oh how I love my blanket so much
that gently touches my soul.
It cools the fire that burns in me
and I simply lose control."
Just like this old R&B song says,
that is how I feel in this weather.
The rain touching my window,
pounding down like the feel of a heartbeat,
like the sound of the base on a soft beat.
I can’t control myself in this weather.
It’s like we are meant to be together.
Me and you,
you and I.
Your soft warmth and soothing touch.
Oh how I love my blanket so much
in this rain.
I like this poem and the focus on the rain,I'm digging your bit of rhyme scheme then switches
ReplyDeleteI like how u took the rain and made it something you can actually appreciate.Rain is so often used to represent sadness and yearning for a new beginning.You,however,turned it into something completely different,almost as if u were ready to play in the rain. I would only suggest that you dig deeper and bring to surface the emotion YOU feel due to the rain,I'm sure it'd be quite different and interesting.
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