Cracked Time Of The Rain

Cracked  time, of the rain

Cracked time, of the rain
Written: © Maxima

Almost cracked , time,the rain.
In the buds of summer
Wants to silence me

Wants wash away the traces of your ,  kisses , 
Bulk , in my , lips

 And I
I collect them in the evening and put into order exactly
How’s you them leave my dear to me
And with them in my heart
Waving the ships at sunset
I do not have tell to you
You know!
I love you

17 thoughts on “Cracked Time Of The Rain

    • Thank you my dear friend for this beautiful words about my poetry ,I am glad you enjoyed it . Your work is always so soft looking and beautiful Have nice day,with love Maxima

      • You’re welcome and I’m sorry I don’t visit as often as I’d like…it’s hard to keep up with life and blogging! But, I do appreciate all of your support with my writing, as well. Have a wonderful day, too!

  1. What jumped out at me are the following lines.

    “Wants to silence me
    To wash away the traces of kisses
    spread across my lips,”

    Does this imply that somehow “my silence” is connected to the traces of kisses and therefore my love? And why this need to silence me? Even by time?

    Does this bring forth an element of guilt in my love?

    Shakti

    • Thank you my dear friend for this beautiful words about my poetry about me and my blog . I am proud for your words.Have nice day! With love Maxima

    • Thank you my dear friend for this beautiful words about my poetry about me and my blog . I am proud for your words.Have nice day! With love Maxima,

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s