08.25.07
The Science of Rain
It had not rained for quite some time…
but it did recently… and I danced.
I then closed my eyes and spread my arms wide
and waited for a familiar raindrop.
Eventually it came, plopping itself comfortably on my lashes. I smiled with my eyes still closed.
Where have you been dear feisty raindrop?
I understand it takes a while to kiss other cheeks, fall to the earth, emerge as moisture, condense, and
precipitate… but don’t be gone too long next time.
Ah, so you’re running down my nose!
The first time it was my heart,
Then my mind and soul…presently it’s my nose.
Well, well, I think that’s sweet…
as long as you just keep
falling my way.
How many instances have I tried
to keep you in my palm,
and you always manage to slip away?
Hmmm… now I know why.
You’re too special to be kept
inside one’s palms dear
raindrop.
Do what you must.
Rain on the needy… Kiss other cheeks…
They need you, too.
Earth would be barren without you,
and the sky would be blue.
Just don’t forget,
that when you first fell on me… I fell for you.
That’s why I miss you
even when the sun shines…
and why I love it when it rains.
strangefits said,
August 26, 2007 at 9:28 pm
hala mir, i don’t know what to say. hmmmm
miRacLe said,
August 26, 2007 at 9:52 pm
hehe… I didn’t know what I was saying either. haha =P
I just miss… my raindrop…