I watched you dance the rain.
Lithe movements to its rhythmic fall.
Splintered fragments of flowing translation,
physically spoken, focus blurred.
I was not looking, by the way.
Not watching what was there.
But sensing our intentions met
in this evocative flow, somewhere.
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Quite a provocative and enticing play on words to set the mood and scene you captured, for our hearts to dwell upon, and the reel-to-reel old movies that beckon us to replay the incredible few moments we’ve experienced in our own lives, reminiscent of the ones you’ve beautifully set to motion with words.
Quite a provocative and enticing play on words to set the mood and scene you captured, for our hearts to dwell upon, and the reel-to-reel old movies that beckon us to replay the incredible few moments we’ve experienced in our own lives, reminiscent of the ones you’ve beautifully set to motion with words.