Rendezvous Lightly falling rain soaking her hair Excited she moved quickly Anticipating Feeling the chill of the night air Branches hanging low snagging her dress Oblivious to the elements Extremities turning numb Her zealous thoughts she could not repress Sheltering under the trees he saw her running toward him In all her beauty even disheveledContinue reading “Rendezvous”
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Poetry For Healing 