Raining Sunday Afternoon

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    Raining Sunday Afternoon

    Raining Sunday Afternoon

     

    It is my favorite time

     

    Spending with you

     

    On a raining Sunday afternoon

     

     

    Undress all masks and clothes

     

    Hold on to each other’s existence

     

    Enter into our own igloo

     

     

    Raindrops beat on the roof, windows

     

    Lighting, thunder create Broadway show

     

    We fell into sleep unaware of outdoors

     

     

    It is my favorite time

     

    Sharing with you on Sunday afternoon

     

    Prepared to conquer anything tomorrow

     

     

     

    July 26, 2009

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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