I
some days the need
to be in your arms
makes threads in the
sky that pull
and pull and pull
at my heart
and all i can do
is dig my fingers
into my skin
and wait

II
awkward silence
trapped between goodnight and goodbye
words less spent
but saved
for a rainy day
when flood gates release
vulnerable and numb
uncovered wounds
proving true fear
or true love
the raindrops always
disappear
when the flood hits


III
this is the end of me
feeling in words turns from red
to black
and there is no turning back
no stopping the rain
only dancing in it
and hoping to see
the truth in tiny droplets
that streak past my eyes
and wishing they'd stay there
long enough for me
to find myself in them--
i lost me in you
i was gone
and you wouldn't give me
back

07/12/2003

Posted on 04/01/2004
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