Iris Rain Poems

There is a soft scent in the air tonight
A lingering scent from the rain earlier
Creeping into the subconscious mind
Invading the passive senses
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There is a kind of love that hurts your very being, your very person, your very core.

A love that cannot settles and fades into the sweetness of mundane everyday existence.
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Softly musing, deeply searching, badly missing
The way of our paths
Left in some far fetched places
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The heart in pieces, taunting, bleeding, shattered…
Of a dream once iridescent and complete,
Now shred to tatters, like the heart,
Laying in broken pieces
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I found my heart the other day
It was in you and with you
All through our long lost years
Why is my heart still with you?
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I am in love with you now
I love your smiles
I love the way you look at me
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Today you are not here
I wonder if you can hear
The dull soundless pain in my heart
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You ask me why do I care?
You said you don’t understand
Why when the world is spiraling out of our control
I would still trust in you
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Silly boy
I know you love to play
with me
like I am a doll with thoughts and mind
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It is empty
I hear
nothing
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