Your Face Poem by Tango

Your Face



When the sun comes up your face I see,
when the moon is out you are there for me.

When the wind rustles the trees,
they are saying your name to me.

When the rain is tapping on the window pane,
I can see your face shining through the pouring rain

Sunday, December 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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