Warm Rain

She stood there
still at the rail
at the edge of our balcony
our room in our slice of paradise

The warm Caribbean rain shower
sparkled on her bronze mocha skin
a smile of peace on her lips
and over her closed eyelids

drinking in the freedom
we shared on our island getaway.


11/5/05 00:33


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