Charles Smith Poet Blank verse

Rain

I Dream of Rain touching my face,
                                      And gently kissed my soul,
                    I fall upon the waiting ground, and let it make me whole.
                                Don't leave me in this Love so deep,
                                    Can't Live to bless this pain,
                                   It is the King who rules this all.
                                     I've always Loved the Rain.
                                       Asleep I lay, in, wet Love
                                  That makes my sky turn this gray.
                                  My soul mourns upon its face
                                To take my kiss of Love away.
                          That shines so light, like dew that winks,
                                 It leaves so loud a stain.
                                I am The One who choose to fall.                                            
                                 I've always Loved the Rain.

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Charles Smith July 16, 2010 at 7:41 PM wow.. again, this is a beautiful poem. im very glad you found this site and decided to share your genius.

Carol Sunshine Brown March 16, 2010 at 5:25 AM I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Charles. I also wish you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol