but on rainy days you would wait for
the transformation of the landscape
through broad strokes of light
you were smiling and
remnants of the storm hanging from your eyelashes
you were still shivering
you had found
Something
in your veins
or else in your DNA
which would lit up your eye
Beautifully expressed
Thank you Derrick, some days are better than others🙂
A beautiful poem.
Thank you chrisnelson🙂
My pleasure.
Thank you Derrick🙂