Rekindled Love
Up on the sliding hill in the atmospheric river rain,
Captivating eyes of beauty, smile to me again.
Eyes full of rainy deluge, drenching in cold, over heart’s fire,
Like greening of balding hills, rekindle my waning desire.
Like the little birds over tall trees, swinging in wind, take flight,
Even though the rain falls like avalanche with full might.
Pre spring sprouting daffodils and tulips get run over by windy rain,
Yet they rise again and again, like my thoughts of seeing you again.
Who would not love you, seeing you move,
Warm-eyed and beautiful through the green alpine grove.
Let the rain drench you, flow thru your hair,
My love will rise like phoenix, and embrace you there.
Laugh if my cheek is misty and drips,
Wetness is tender, laugh on my lips.
The happy sweet laughter of love with pain,
Rekindled love, the strong love, burning in the rain.
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