Hello Poetry Planet :))

Never mind rain before midnight.

Imagine us in-between lines,
loose, parallel,
curved in one light;
heart lit, yours,
mine.

We left cases in dry deserts,
tagless tantrums glued to
sand grains –
now we’re walking
out of our chains,
so much ahead,
little behind.

We sometimes wake dressed in sunrise,
taste tenderness in silky skies…
our love wanders off
its disguise –
no teasing moon, waxed
solitude.

Never mind rain tangled in black.

Let’s wash our hands out of our pain;
I’ve never felt doubt… Continue