Rachel Adams Poems

Forty minutes at a station
Lasting an eternity
As I waited in anticipation
You a beautiful vision
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In the hour of my retreat
My mind gives way to memories
Forcing your smile onto me
Forcing your passions to flow freely
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In the turbulence of a Storm
My heart rests upon a Rock
In a place where the grass is long
Swaying passively to a breeze
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Your contours that mark the sand
Depresses the earth into an outline
You are traces of a man
Hollowed out by the horror of your pain
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Was it an illusion?
Words that trigger an attraction
A reply that lays a connection
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