Poems From The Soul

Sweet Rayne

   Sweet Rayne

I often find myself dreaming of you when I am wide awake. 

During the dull sleepy hours of the morning, you are in my thoughts.
In the mundane hours of the afternoon, full of chores and work, my thoughts are full of only you.
When the chilly evening winds blow through, still I am thinking of you.
In the dark lonesome nights, you are my last thoughts before I drift off into my slumber.

Sweet Rayne, can you see? You are where my thoughts lie, and my heart is in your hands.
Little do you know of all my sleepless nights spent worrying about you.
I love you so, and if I were to hurt you again I don’t know if I could live with myself
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Pep, October 1st, 2020.