Dreich
A drenching,
bone soaking mizzle
Drip-dropping down the back cold,
Misty eyed with misty tears
And a face full of mud
Grit in my teeth
Grating
as I grimace down the hill
And there you are, my love
Dark eyes shining
As you turn and run like water
Over the golden gorse
Both shining like the sun
Like the only light
In my universe
#CoSopoetry
@matty7w Wow! That's powerful! It's pretty dreich here this morning, I FELT every line of that! ❤️
@homebird thanks so much for reading it, and for your lovely comment