#615 — Stranger;

Again,
O rain filled cloud,
You stranger to my shore —
Drench me and I shall spawn your wings,
With pearls.

#cinquain #stranger

#592 — Discarded;

What is it,
That my heart,
Has caused,
Look —
The sky
Weeps tonight.

#freeverse

#580 — Heights;

Sweep me,
On your wings,
O breeze,
To the heights,
Where rain is abundant,
Where clouds meet,
And melt in mid-sky.

#freeverse #micropoetry
#HEIGHTS

445 — Fever;

Let me graze your neck,
And sap the heat from your lips.
rein your rage tonight.