Then and forever

The Living Poetry prompt

it was always
in the spring rain
you took my hand
and ran towards the pear blossoms
our stumbling footsteps
shook the petals
they snowed landing on my hair
you took them off piece by piece
when I looked up
to your concerning eyes
raindrops threaded through
such delicate lashes
you took my breath away
oh how I wished
for the rest of our life
I would take your name
to be mine

Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊 View all posts by Cassa Bassa