Sandra Adams Poet Free verse

Somnolent Eyes Awaken

with somnolent eyes
i fixate on these droplets
streaming down
my windshield
like lost tears
trying to find a path
to my lips
as i thirst for warmth

unanchored thoughts
adrift in my mind
falling harder
than this rain
of ashen skies
leave my lips
athirst in ardent desire
as they search
for the press
of yours

i linger
as i embrace desires
unfulfilled 

peering
through downcast eyes
at the tears
raining down
as they touch
my awaiting lips
less passionately 
than thoughts
had hoped for

i am somber
like this day

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John Watt March 16, 2020 at 3:46 PM Sandra, "athirst in ardent desire / as they search / for the press / of yours" to me, is the climax, bookended beautifully by images of raindrops and tears. The longing is summed up perfectly in the last two lines. Always love reading you. Congrats on your win today! Hugs ~ John Sandra Adams March 17, 2020 at 9:36 AM Thank you so much John... your comments are always so kind :) hugs

John Hamilton December 28, 2019 at 4:35 PM A sadness and a longing that are palpable, well done! Sandra Adams December 28, 2019 at 9:57 PM Thank you so much John...my muse always does better with sadness... hugs

Silent One December 28, 2019 at 4:18 AM I feel the angst and sadness of this poem...You do deep emotions very well .. Sandra Adams December 28, 2019 at 9:57 PM Thank you.... seems to be my specialty but i have to offer sensual words sometimes so people don't think i am a sad mess... hugs

Running Wolves December 27, 2019 at 3:42 PM Such sadness... Sandra Adams December 27, 2019 at 4:30 PM my muse appears to excel in sadness... :)

Chris Green December 27, 2019 at 3:27 PM Such a sad and lonely piece of writing. This echoes of pain and worry and a deep longing that aches. Sadly beautiful my friend. Sandra Adams December 27, 2019 at 3:30 PM Thank you Chris...it started out kind of happy but you know my muse...she turned it into sadness... hugs

Frederic Parker December 27, 2019 at 3:10 PM sadness is a coat that becomes a shelter to peek out of and see the world through tearful eyes...my first thought dear poet...your poem touched me Sandra Adams December 27, 2019 at 3:12 PM to touch someone with your words is an honor to me... thank you Frederic.... hugs :)