I want to hold you

Inhale the scent of sandal wood

Clinging to your skin.

Because I breathe you I don’t need air

and we know how it feels to swim through stars.

In the muted night  you sing your song.

You shower me with tenderness

I always bring the rain.

I always bring the rain

It feels like rain

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  2. It’s a beautiful poem, Holly, and you can bring the rain to me any time!
    What a great song. I don’t think I’ve really listened to it before. You have wonderful taste in music.
    Happy Easter Weekend!

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  3. Hmmmm…it rained last night and this morning. Was that you? The power of your magic is astonishing, Rene. So is your poetry and choice of music. Great start tothe weekend. Hope yours is full of everything you looked forward to, along with no shortage of butterflies and humming birds.

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    1. Thank you Dan. I’m wishing the same for you. I can’t take credit for the weather but it has been storming here. Did you send it this way? The butterflies and hummingbirds have taken refuge in the sea grape and hibiscus 🌺

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      1. I know of what I speak! And earning the M.S.E. sure didn’t hurt! 🙂 Plus, although I’ve cooled down a lot over recent years, I still keep a few certain redheads—them with noble character (!) FONDLY in my heart! ❤

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