8 drenched linesA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto8 drenched lines
there is a sort of blue
leaning in your eyes as we part lips and I walk into the rain
swept memory
that will hold me until your rainbow peeks into my sky once again.
erin-cilberto 6/8/13 © 2017 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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Added on October 7, 2017Last Updated on October 7, 2017 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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