Songs of the rain,
Reign my ears,
Each child of the cloud,
Shrouds my thinking,
Sinking in the ballad,
Planting pieces of ideas,
They sing,
‘He’s right there’,
‘Just turn around’,
‘You know you want to see him’.
I do.
I really do,
Tears caress my face,
He won’t see it in the rain I think,
Feel his breath against my skin,
It’s ok he says,
He engulfs me in his electric charm,
His touch,
Like a thousand delicate sparks hugging me,
I dissolve in his arms,
The harm’s done,
And he’s gone.
