Drizzles
When there is no typhoon, there will be drizzles
I love the cool sprinkles, trickling down branches leaves
Water droplets dripping on hot coal, my kindled being is soothed
Dreaming of you faraway, working hard for your living
Stirring warm thoughts plopping into water
When the fine drops touch the skin, there will be sizzles
I love the white mist, floating in midair
Water droplets pattering on black raven hair, my love is undeterred
Dreaming of you faraway, crafting images for your poetry
Propagating romantic thoughts healing your readers
Copyright © Angeline Haikutwinkle | Year Posted 2016
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