Rain in Caye Caulker

Love me though I am weak with jealousy,
singing aloud to me in c sharp minor.
The doubt but a mirror, my love like snow
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Melts in the sun’s image, winter has no place
in that sandy palace, malice is not her
intent but another, trust found in voyages
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delivered into her cusps, soft pedals
pulled from vessels nestled in lonely harbors,
Drops of water, melting from jealousy’s clasps,
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Falling in her foreign skies, a thawing emotion.
Falling in her foreign skies, a sulking devotion.

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it should be titled, rain in dangria, my misinformation...perry neuser.
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Wondrful title. Wonderful poem. I couldn't wait to get to the end to see you the poet was. Love "singing aloud to me in C sharp minor." Many would have written a cliche like "singing to me a sad song." Talent, man, talent. write more and put on the site.