Raining on the Fields
You linger in love letters and sleep deeply within souls
Often, observed in the look in one's eyes
Those windows where shadows hold time will reveal
Spirit's of feelings, nameless and faceless
Yet, not to be denied
You rain on the fields of a forgotten melody so sweet
As soft feathers from a time standing still
Dancing on the toes' of the soul, you sleep within
Kept alive in the touch of a teardrop's salt
As master of all will
You hide quickly away within the warmth of a smile
While your sweet music continues to play
To be held as an unforgotten scent within a soul
Whose eyes have pulled down the shades
On those feelings today
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011