Mystical Protection

It is raining
On the streets
I love best.

Your long hair
Is wet and falling
On slender shoulders

That the gods
Would love to caress.

by Uriah Hamilton

Comments (8)

whoa, this made me light headed...damn, you're so good!
simple, gentle, beautiful.. fine work Uriah! keep it up! ! HBH
the joy leaping from every line deep joy not transient heart no longer heavy finally love a wonderful poem
Though brief, this still speaks volumes.
The beauty of this poem rests in its brevity.. It flows like a watercolor through the mind.. Regards, Sandra Fowler
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