Down By The River Poem by Violette RoseJones

Down By The River



Down amongst the mossy rocks,
Rain puddles, in her hiding spot,
He crouches next to her, paused
Then unbidden, kisses her.
In her head, music — guitars
Classical and sharp piano;
A swelling overture to love.
She tries to get away; it pours.
As he drives himself inside her
She’s thinking, why now this tune?

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