zondag 11 maart 2012

By streetlight and rain...

A creepy pair of eyes stare at me,
from the darkness of this never ending rain.
The tears that drop unseen from my face,
further complicate my pain.

These eyes seem judging,
as they stare into my soul.
Like x-ray, they look through me,
discovering a heart shaped hole.

I back away, prepared to run,
searching for comfort and grace.
They follow me these eyes, they do.
like a memory I can't erase.

I've finally given up
and dropped onto my knees.
I plead these eyes to go away,
I beg them please.

The eyes now have a face attached,
decorated with a womans smile.
She wraps her arms around me,
and it stopped raining for a while.

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