Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 12, 2005 19:37:46 GMT -8
When The Rain Comes, Love Will Follow.
Running through the rivers,
Of ocean blue streams,
She weeps for him,
For giving her peace.
The puddle surrounding her,
Clear as air,
Unmasks the flaws,
Lying hidden to all.
His eyes fall in deep,
To her shivering in fear,
That this may be the love,
She never prepared for.
His fingertip runs over the curves,
That fashion her face,
That draw together,
Who she is.
Cheeks tinted pink,
Smile forming from joy,
Her hearts beating louder,
As the sky paints a picture.
She buries herself in him,
Sheltered from the world,
Falling behind her,
Lighting itself in flames.
The loves always been there,
But the clarity never seems to cease,
For her to find,
Its true meanings.
But with him it doesn’t matter,
The questions never lie,
Until he walks away,
For a single moment.
That moment sticks,
Until he returns,
With his arms wrapped around her,
Saving her from herself.
Maybe the love isn’t yet to be sought for,
Maybe it isn’t ready to find,
But someday it could happen,
With the sky weeping rivers.
Running through the rivers,
Of ocean blue streams,
She weeps for him,
For giving her peace.
The puddle surrounding her,
Clear as air,
Unmasks the flaws,
Lying hidden to all.
His eyes fall in deep,
To her shivering in fear,
That this may be the love,
She never prepared for.
His fingertip runs over the curves,
That fashion her face,
That draw together,
Who she is.
Cheeks tinted pink,
Smile forming from joy,
Her hearts beating louder,
As the sky paints a picture.
She buries herself in him,
Sheltered from the world,
Falling behind her,
Lighting itself in flames.
The loves always been there,
But the clarity never seems to cease,
For her to find,
Its true meanings.
But with him it doesn’t matter,
The questions never lie,
Until he walks away,
For a single moment.
That moment sticks,
Until he returns,
With his arms wrapped around her,
Saving her from herself.
Maybe the love isn’t yet to be sought for,
Maybe it isn’t ready to find,
But someday it could happen,
With the sky weeping rivers.
Anyway, I'd like to see some more poems of yours! ;D