Rain, rain go away come again another day.
Let the acidic pour in vein.
Reachable heights fall on my hand burning insane.
The anachronistic idea and proliferation.
Yes, the fire drop slides down my face. What a screaming sensation.
Going down my body and turning it hollow.
Breathing ash, making it hard to swallow.
My still life portrait of bones, still alive.
Sobbing and decaying a mess of pride.
I cant handle loosing you again in this stricken smite.
But not all rain is like this......
Some rain purposely falls down for your perfect scene.
Holding your umbrella for your girl, I'm not mean.
The rain may decline but we ascend.
Solo, higher plain of existence just happened to attend.
Resort, rain should make you sad but i get a delight.
I love the rain day or night.
Rain lubricates the well-being of earth.
Its just as important as a new birth.
A memory we make, fills your emptiness.
Its richer than more, nothing the less.
Rain is a good or bad thing.
It could make you cry or sing.
Sorry if I'm not with you all the time.
I do enjoy every moment, i savor every minute with you......
This poem, these words of my heart goes to my best friend, my hope, my inspiration, and happiness.
