Rain and Me

A happy day. 
You were the sun. 
I was Earth. 

Nothing could disrupt the gravitational pull; 
Nothing could stop physics, 
Our law of gravity. 

A cloud breaks rank, showering 
Me in damp moonlight, 
And I see your face 
Align in the stars. 

Is this you with that 
Last goodbye 
And last kiss, 
Or 
Is the night simply fooling me? 

You had only said those words of 
Nothing at all. 
You had only signaled a meeting with 
A kiss 
Which felt so penultimate. 

The sun has already passed now, 
That night has come. 
I stand here. 

Near the pond where you’d 
Taught me to skip stones, 
I realize I’ll never see you again. 

You have left it to the night to break my heart; 
Silently invisible wind is the love I always felt, 
Chilled grass is the heart in my chest, 
Each beat scared of vulnerability. 

You had only dampened those words of 
Nothing at all. 
You had only drenched a meeting with 
A kiss 
Which felt so penultimate. 

The sun has gone now.
That night has come. 

Everything I knew of you is now 
Buried within these raindrops. 

The sun has gone now.
That night has come. 

I have tears.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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K. Avatar
February 21, 2011 at 12:44 PM
What a very sad write and you bring such emotion here, and you employed wonderful metaphor for rain here...that last line pulls at the heartstrings-....
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February 16, 2011 at 6:27 PM
By far my one of my favorites. It definitely comes from the heart.
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February 11, 2011 at 8:02 AM
Welcome to Poetry Soup.. so enjoyed reading your creative write tonight with it's interesting theme.. hope your time on Soup will be fun and filled with sharing with luv..
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