$CLOUT Poetry - Nor the Rain
A poem beckoned by the knowledge I had found a feeling not even standing without a coat in the rain could ruin.
Your train motions
Cutting through this night
And I stand here
Allowing my eyes to carry it
I don’t feel the cold
Nor the rain
Just the memory
Of your hand holding my face
Its gentle embrace
Imparted a promise
Upon my cheek
Of its return to me
Walking home
I trembled
But not from the cold
Nor the rain
Just the thought of knowing
That your hand’s promise
Seeped its way into my skin
And is being held by the memory
Body on course
My thoughts did tremble
But not by the cold
Nor the rain
But simply by knowing
That your hand’s promise
Successfully warmed my heart
This winter night
I still don’t feel the cold
Nor the rain
I hope I never feel them both again.
© Rambling Rose, 2020. All rights reserved.
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