Rainy Summer Love



Under summer’s rain, we smiled in God’s showers.

Aqueous, holy, droplets, baptized our warm bodies

We, two, were satisfied, tall,sensual, love towers.

Honesty, wholeness, integrity, nothing shoddy.

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Decades disappeared like a surpise, summer storm.

Look deep in my eyes, for you, they are eternally starry.

Reaching across the bed, sensual you, now all gone.

Memories of you, remain, bright and forever incendiary!


3/22/2023


Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Daniel Avatar
March 26, 2023 at 5:09 AM
Beautiful thoughts, Pangie:) you must miss him, but at least you have great memories together:)
Romios Avatar
March 26, 2023 at 9:39 AM
Joanna so glad you have emotional antennae)) That was so long ago. Memories are just that. Things of the past, I want to assure you, that I don’t live in the past. That LAST line underscores that point, Pangie xo
Goldsmith Avatar
March 22, 2023 at 1:28 PM
Your "RAINY SUMMER LOVE" is a wonderful write. Today, we had some rain. All I could think of was God was crying on this crazy world. He must be sad. Have a great/blessed day write away................
Romios Avatar
March 22, 2023 at 2:54 PM
God knows, Paula we are human.he also sees the evil ones. All minions of Satan.out to harm the innocent, from the unborn to the very old.any Poet out to stop other poets from reading us? What is this West Side Story! So childish. Report to Adnin. There is a troll on the comments board. No kidding,,,a total liar. Poets do mot care. They want a comment over a creep. Good lubk too them. Just be you. Pangie xo
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