Saturday, April 4, 2015

Falling in Puddles...


Old Bank Street, Manchester, UK by R.A.D. Stainforth
listening to the rain
feeling each others pain
walking together in silence
climbing stairs to your flat above city lights
stripping layers of ourselves
bare and vulnerable we softly touch
sinking into the quilted comfort
we dance to the rhythmic beat
of rain hitting the window pane
singing sweet refrains of love
lightning strikes, thunderous
in darkness, finding light
falling into puddles
easing our pain
as one

posted for the Mag #263

11 comments:

  1. Wonderful when pain is shared, and thus eased. This is lovely and comforting to read.

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  2. A cool tale of love ! This is a beautiful poem, enjoyed reading it, great !
    Sweet theme :)
    The picture is also cool ! Recommended this post on Google plus and shared via twitter.
    Rajiv
    www.magnificentdewdrops.blogspot.com
    www.magicalpresent.blogspot.com

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  3. now that was naughty... or is it just me....

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  4. What better way to ease pain then to strip bare with another lol

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  5. Beautiful, Truedessa! With two, the pain is less.

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  6. Love this. Also, I've been easing my pain wrong the whole time. Romance sure beats drowning your sorrow in beer any day.

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  7. As one = Together. Nice



    ALOHA from Honolulu,
    ComfortSpiral
    =^..^=

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  8. what a lovely loving poem.....

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  9. you made me fall more in love with your poem:)

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