Rain Thoughts

Part of the Thoughts series

 

Funny the way rain trickles

Like my thoughts

Melted icicles

Drizzling

Carried by the wind

And it makes me want

Can you love me?

If only in thought

Let us just use our imagination

Because the way I feel

Your touch is needed

And I know you

Belong with her

But I know you feel it too

This pull of energy between you and I

And I am not asking for your life

Just 4 a moment in your mind

Will you meet me there?

Play with me

Toy with the idea

Of my breath on your neck

So close you can taste it

Warm and sweet

Against your thoughts

Feel my kisses upon your soul

I won' t tell

Not even you

Just like you don't tell me

But when souls touch

It isn't anyone's fault

That for whatever reason

We connect

As this rain lightly reminds me

That I think you are wonderful

My thoughts trickle

Like the Rain Down

The window pane of my mind

And I imagine the warmth of your arms

Matching the temperature of your heart

And the sweetness of your thoughts

Reviews

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I was swept along, caught up in the flow of this excellent musing. The narrative, alternately sad, wistful, passionate, and hopeful gives a realistic voice to the emotions felt when in one of the most hurtful situations the human heart can find itself.

But when souls touch

It isn't anyone's fault

That for whatever reason

We connect


Simply brilliant!

[Michael X]

"rain thoughts, your soul comforting, soothing, tranquil, desirously romantic, endless
fascinating words flow with the wisps of hypnotic surrender that define the yeaning
of beauty in essence, as well as in atoning visualization of wanting, the spellbound
imagery delights the senses and stirs the spirit; is whispered, written with a natural
elevating effect, subtle powerful infusions, capturing those lonely feelings that burn
withing the heart of love, as you believingly express, paint upon the mind of the reader.
the soft flow is a pillow and a blanket of tenderness laid out for an enrapturing dream,
"Funny the way rain trickles Like my thoughts Melted icicles Drizzling Carried by the wind",
magical, warming imagery overtoned with classic structure, your inspiring muse of amorous
sentiment ia all consuming , and lets the reader wonder through a passionate garden
of thoughts in full blooming sensual creativness, captivating, as the charm entrances
in breathtaking sweet endearing way, "my breath on your neck So close you can taste it,"
those breaths that become whispers of ascension, moments stolen from time,
the meaning drifts like mystique, the delightment of enchantment, charismatic auras,
the way you employ the use of energies in the emotions heightens the loving effect,
many details could be brought out, your gentle words of compassionate hold the heart
in the throes an embracing, imaginative ebb and flow of brilliant longing and pleasure, mike