The rains returned last week, and it's pouring today. Rumbling echoes from the skylights, and I'm in a mood. One of those moods where smiles are hard to find, and my mind just wanders off. I'm here, but not really. There's a poem that I've been writing in my head the past few days, and it won't leave me alone. I'm in a mood you see ...
standing here in the rain
oblivious to those that stare
wondering if you are proud
of your latest cheap shot
and the pain that
crashed into my world
i wanted to be angry
but all i could find
was an image of your half-parted cherry lips
as they pouted out such words
i smiled a smile that really wasn't
but i'm sure
if you came to me
and asked to hold my hand
there would be just the briefest pause
before I nodded and reached out
and when you again headed to those dark places
my love would be sure to go there
you can say yes or no
with a flick of your hair
but do you love me so
when I shimmer in this lover's madness



