"4.1 Of 30: Evening Showers"

"Evening Showers"

Super Fruit and Black Soap.
Elegance in silk ropes
hung high like rafters....
Comfort in the laughter.
Quaint conversation.
Displacement.
This taste with
the best of occurrences.
Permanent Levity.

Haven't we
clinked wine glasses
in our past life?
Fond memories.
I now wonder if we've passed twice.
Thrice if we're lucky.
Forever if we're fortunate.
Envisioned you in dreams.
Shouldn't take much to focus it.

Let the rest stream over me.
No still water.
Silence surely kills
so we indulge in the thrill harder
than when we first
felt the thirst of the distance.
Lost time we should've
dedicated to existence.

Persistence the greatest gift earned.
Under our discretion
there are lessons we have learned.
We no longer fear the miles
and the road becomes narrow.
Touch felt under skin
mingling with my bone marrow.

The arrow..

The first step toward redemption.
We've dealt with so much;
things far worse than the tension.
Wet skin I've recalled
Suds invoke my retention.
Every moment stalled
at behest of our ascension.

........Super Fruit and Black Soap.

~ Society Of Poets ~

 ~ 30 ~

Written By: Devin Joseph Metz