no matter what you say about the rain,
i can tell you've been crying.

if i close my eyes long enough
they start to water
but when the tears clear
so does my mind
and i can see, as clearly as the bright may sunshine,


nothing.

if you needed me too
if you asked me to
even just if i wanted it

i would write you poems
one for
each
intricate part
of your
strong
beautiful
body.

i was going to do it that time, honey
i really thought i was.
but the timing was off
and i couldn't find the
"tool"
i needed

but don't worry, i'm sure another opportunity will come
sooner or later.

sometimes i hope
that when i am lying awake in bed
half dreaming
                                   (of you)
you are listening
                                   somewhere, somehow
to the same
sad
song.