Florida Rain

Stood still, embraced in sheets of Florida rain Water curtains falling upon vistas stricken blind; Where humid tears may yet be shed again. Terminal concourse swathed in loss and pain, Blurring out of sight yet clear in mind; Stood still, embraced in sheets of Florida rain. Bowed heads in knowing full that never the 'twain Shall meet, nor evermore these souls will find Where humid tears may yet be shed again. Should alligator jaws from foaming drain Feast on the last of love that stays behind, Stood still, embraced in sheets of Florida rain? Storm clouds in the heart and in the brain Turn darker now than Mother Nature's kind, Where humid tears may yet be shed again. If only there were some way to obtain A means by which such love could be enshrined, Stood still, embraced in sheets of Florida rain Where humid tears may yet be shed again.