Monday, January 7, 2008


To fall upon you
Is to be the rain upon your pond
A slow trembling wave which stirs softly
The serene surface of your soul
Radiating upon the body of your being
Gently caressing unto your shore
Therefore wrapping myself around you
I instill within you an anticipation
As to where next
- I fall

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2007

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