Rainy Days

oh how these rainy days
remind me of you
where the warmth of your smile
feels like home
your lavender words
are a sweet love poem
that replays in my mind
and the touch of your fingers
gently trace the worn edges
of my soul
in that very moment
you stole pieces of my existence
and tucked them away
in a million different places
inside the universe
for only you and I

15 thoughts on “Rainy Days

  1. Loved this!!!! It never ceases to amaze me that your words make me visual the images and emotions you portray!!!

    Really loved these lines – so visual and tactile!!!
    “and the touch of your fingers
    gently trace the worn edges
    of my soul . . .”

    Bellissimo, My Dear, Bellissimo!!!
    ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ’•๐ŸŒน

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