Rain Day Lovers


Rainy day lovers huddled beneath a soft blue silk blanket  
Abandoning the world and leaving it to its shenanigans we,    
Iatrical healers, loved each other as the rain fell gently down.        
Nature sounds poured into our ears like the gentle thrum of our hearts   
Years have come and gone but I will never forget that rainy day in bed 

Daytime lovers laugh and splash in the puddles but night time lovers 
Abort the sun and marry the moon for the sake of one magical night   
Years have come and gone but I will never forget that rainy day in bed 

Lovers from the start never noticing the age. We just lived for  
One another like two young teenagers.  Years opened like origami paper   
Vigilant eyes, soft lips and warm bodies. We wrinkled but never declined.    
Each day is a gift.  Rain or sun it doesn't matter, if you love *     
Rest assured my love I won't forget that rainy day, nor your misty smile         
Sleep safe in God's protect and know, these were memories of our time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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De Beaulieu Avatar
July 8, 2024 at 3:04 PM
Hello Mystic Rose, Rose, I love the rain. the sound of the raindrops hitting the window pane is soothing. I enjoyed this pooem. Hugs. /Darlene/
M  Avatar
July 3, 2024 at 3:42 PM
Beautiful poem Rose! Really enjoyed…l just love the rain! Oh no l am a Pluviophile ( l just read below) l won’t be sharing that with anyone..Makes me sound gross!! hehe! Debx
Rose  Avatar
July 3, 2024 at 6:37 PM
don't worry Deb your secret is safe with me, it makes me one too lol, I love the rain as much as you. Thanks for your visit, Deb will come read one of yours soon xo
DiMino Avatar
July 3, 2024 at 2:10 PM
"Vigilant eyes, soft lips and warm bodies. We wrinkled but never declined. Each day is a gift. Rain or sun it doesn't matter, if you love *" -- Just beautiful! Blessings.
Rose  Avatar
July 3, 2024 at 3:35 PM
thank you so much for always supporting my words, and me Joe, :)
One Avatar
July 3, 2024 at 1:58 PM
There is term for people who love rain.. I forget it now.. You wrote a wonderful poem, dear poetess....
Rose  Avatar
July 3, 2024 at 3:36 PM
Thank you dear friend. They are called Pluviophiles , what a name !
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