Thursday, February 20, 2003

Kiss the sky, the cool feel of rain,
Steady rythym over my heart's beat,
Calming my nerves, washing my pain,
Urging me to run, move my feet,
Cold angry drops awaken me.
Nowhere to hide, running harder,
Can't escape that cold, wet reality.
Rain in my eyes, blinded even further,
I stumble and look around to see,
But the day glooms on regardless
Of what she ever did to me.
I rest, sitting in the day's gentle caress.

Wednesday, February 19, 2003

One day drags on to the next,
But I need something, wanting you.
Tacit longing, gentle reaching,
Breathy desire, a shadow touch,
You say you don't mind, don't care
And I say, "I'm fine."
But when your eyes reflect mine,
There's an ache that ignores words.
If I could hold that pain, I would.
I'd take it onto my heart
But we'll laugh instead
As the days drag on.