Echoes

The rain speaks to me.
My ears become candid.
Waters define the cold.
Summer sun gets shy.
Only when I sleep sadly,
Only when I feel the shame,
Only when two of us gone wild,
Only when we start to love again.

 

2020

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to Echoes

  1. grumpygorman says:

    Soulful. Shared it here..

    https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/05/16/echoes-chester-maynes/

    let me know if you have any objections. Cheers. 🙂

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