Palace of Gems

Her warm brown hair dishevelled by the wind and rain

----the rain beat upon the roof with force and clatter

the wind force its cool air into the crack of the window

sending chills crawling her bare; she shivers

And he whom she called her beloved husband wrapped his handy arm around her body

----the heat made their heart beat to ecstasy

And they kissed, and kissed, and kissed

The growl of thunder was distant and passing away

---the rain beats softly upon the roof

and soon the rain will be over

And the sun will turn the glistening green world to a palace of gems

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Ericdierker 3 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

Just plain beautiful. Brought back a wonderful memory with my wife in Saigon at her family home in the countryside. Oh how I wished it rained for days. Thank you.

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thost 3 years ago from Dublin, Ireland

Beautiful poem, and so peaceful.

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