Thursday, March 1, 2007

rain

we met on a Sunday
in the pouring rain
i grabbed your wrist
it was hard to refrain

i'd never been kissed by a stranger
you just smiled and waved
i watched you walk away
i have that moment saved

i looked for you in the village
a sketch in one hand
flowers in the other
i searched until i couldn't stand

i have tried to forget you
erase those green eyes from my mind
the touch of your lips haunts me
my souls essence begins to unwind

hope has escaped me
the sky falls upon my face
then i see you in the distance
standing in the exact same place

we reunited on a Sunday
in the pouring rain
i pulled you close to me
it was impossible to abstain