Miss You Like the Rain

I miss you like the rain when sky is closed to Texas summer’s dying rose when flowers bloom mistakenly to find no mist upon there leaves the earth that strains and pulls apart the dry and dusty cracking heart of rivers winding memory that brought the thirsty to there knee the panting wolf in desert heat who sees a ghost he tries to meet But moving forward disappears the moving water only tears the corn and wheat the cropper’s share birds they feed in summer air and dust that travels aimlessly without the glue the earth to flee in clouds that tear the eyes and strain I miss you like I miss the rain