Streams of raven clouds bend low
through a slice of crescent glow,
into guarded boughs below,
I run to your embrace.
Thickened dewdrops wet my skin
weigh upon breath’s waiting grin,
mesmerize my soul within,
I linger ‘neath your wings.
A song forlorn the sky reveals
a muted rhythmic secret sealed,
Heaven’s lament, abandoned zeal,
I kiss away your tears.
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Categories: All Poetry, Poetry by Phoebe
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Your artistry is as beautiful as your heart…
Thank you for your kind words, Michael. 🙂
This is lovely.
Love this………..beautifully penned!
Pam
Thanks Pam! 🙂
What a wonderfully sensitive piece of writing. Loved it 🙂
Thank you, Colin 🙂
Wonderfully written!
hugs chris
Thank you Chris 🙂