Saturday, March 3, 2012

The Rain

I sit here
Trying
To focus
On the rain
Falling
The drops
Steadily
Hitting
My window pane
But all I can hear
Is our conversation
Playing
In my mind
Everything
Left unsaid
So instead
Of going
To bed
Allowing
The rain
To soothe
I find that I
Can't sleep
Because as
The drops
Fall
So do the tears
Down my face
Leaving
A trace
Of sadness
That even
The beauty
That can be found
In the sound
Of the rain
Can't erase

~RMB

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