28 September 2010

Rain Sleep

It starts with a patter
on the window
howl of air
darkening of sky
a chill

it invites sleep,
the rain.
Listen
and shed the weight
of clothing
slide naked
onto soft sheets

burrow under
a white down 
stretch and locate
the spot the body
calls home.
Warmth and languor
steal their way
into your bed
like a hungry lover
as rain song

becomes symphony.

3 comments:

  1. Beautiful description of a night full of love by ourselves!

    :-)

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  2. A symphony of bodies lies after the music they made.

    A piece of sound and sweet.

    Bless them for their passion.

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