I am a yellow flower
In a field of golden dreams
Trying to reach out to you
Yet I am Encapsulated by the rain
Entangled within the wetness
Of her magic
But the rain
Has separated us
In a downpour
Of perpetual life
And so I wait for the drops of silver rain
To seise
To stop only for a moment in time
So I may caress you under
A new sky
Where love breeds like a flower
Of life..
- Ken Riccio original poems ©
