Saturday, 4 January 2014

Like A Raindrop.

And I fell, a raindrop 
from the mighty depths of the sky's heart 
into your outstretched palm. 
Your palm that caresses the warm earth everyday, 
your palm that rests in the warmth of her bosom - 
held me for a while. 
And then I trickled down your arm 
of hills and vales and ridges ; 
until I reached your elbow and you wiped me off. 
I met my inglorious end, 
in the glory of my journey, 
resplendent at the tracks I left 
down your ebony arm, 
my sweet.