| In The Rain |
When I close my eyes
I still see the image
Of you and me-
On the first night
That I realized
Where, in one month
We would find ourselves-
A tangle of past hurts,
And empty words,
And lack of sensibility…
But I never felt trapped
In your arms-
I always felt that I
Could walk away…
I always felt that I
Could speak
If I had something to say-
And I amazed myself
In those four weeks-
I never once got bored,
And I never flinched
At your touch
Like I’ve always
Flinched before.
But the words never matched
the agreement - And the name
never matched
The picture
it seemed to describe…
And after such a short vacation-
I feel that I’ve left so much behind. |