National Poetry Month
Day 13
April 13,2015
Didn't Mean To
Instinctively I believed
I needed more blue skies
And the warm gentle breezes
Cooling my fantasy
Of having you
Yet
The picture of you
Dancing in the rain
Before the storm
Wets my dreams
With floating clouds above.
My feelings growing
And nourishing the emotions
I realized I had not abandoned
But hidden to protect
My heart torn apart
And I fell for you
Like a waterfall
Flowing
Swimming
Drowning in you
But
I didn't mean too
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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