i
do believe that i can see the sun shine in your eyes
we’re
standing by the salton sea with raindrops from the sky
perfect
picture poetry could not portray this bliss
my
fingers glide to brush aside your hair that’s gone amiss
from
the rain in a refrain but now the path is clear
to
steal a kiss from your soft lips in which i disappear
into
a sea of poetry that’s floating in your eyes
till
there is nothing left of me except the perfect rhyme
written
to the rhythm of the rain upon your face
resulting
in a memory which time cannot erase
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