Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Monsoon Season

You touch my thoughts like a slow rain,
Drizzling into every part of my mind,
Until every moment is laced with you.

I’d like to dance in the downpour
Abandon all weather patterns that keep you distanced.
But clouds demand that I see you in sleep only;
Hear you solely in telephonic thunder
The sound rolling into every drenched limb
But just as quickly silent; still in my eyes
Is the lightning reflection of you.

You help me feel alive, like thirsty farmland,
I soak in you; find that I have grown greener:
Your steady drive into the Heartland
Drives you deeper into the soil of my heart,
Where all roads are a one-way path to you.

So, as the rain clouds start to form,
I stop and smile for awhile.

~DaLe 08.25.09

2 comments:

  1. I love what you've done with the place!

    To share your thoughts with the world;
    is as generous as the clouds sharing their rain with the earth.
    And just as the drops bring life to the parched soil;
    Your words cause a gentle resurgence in the dry ground of man's heart.

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  2. Why thank you, Jeff. I owe it all to you helping me set it up! :)

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