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Rainye Cole Poem
Curving ever slightly,
As lines blind brightly,
Aspiring and spritely,
They come together nightly.
These few words,
Say it all.
The song of the birds,
Comes before the fall.
As they sing their songs,
We all move along,
Unto the throngs,
Where the heart belongs.
Their songs ever radiant,
Pierce on a gradient,
From the vocal ambient.
Whispering on the breeze,
The leaves begin to freeze,
As the Mist guarantees,
The ice is home, atop the trees,
Winter is here, geez.
Copyright © Rainye Cole | Year Posted 2021
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Rainye Cole Poem
As we move through another phase,
Of this love so sweet, so true,
Reminds of the many days,
Spent loving and cherishing you.
I stand here with a ponderous glance,
gently glancing about, sweet remembrance.
What I wouldn't give, for just one more chance,
To be with you once more, pure elegance.
The one beautiful constant,
Is found in her eye,
A brilliantly shining star,
Beneath which, tells me why.
Why she loved,
Why she cared,
Why she wanted me,
Echoes truths about all this....all extraordinary
She wanted me,
She wanted fault,
She wanted the real me.
I wanted love,
I wanted peace,
I gave the real me.
The truth is this,
It's plain to see,
I adore her.....
...and she adores me.
Copyright © Rainye Cole | Year Posted 2021
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