I wish to see you in the light

That 5am brings

When everything gains a bluish hue

And we are both water droplets

Destined to become one

I wish to see you in the darkness

That 9pm brings

When not everything takes one shade

And we are both stars

Bound to cluster

mourning rouge petals
nature bathed in mans essence
moistures tears plummet

There’s something wrong
With the rain tonight,
Not quite right
And unattended –
Desolate little drops,
A plenty and falling,
Or leaping,
As suicide’s now stained –
The houses, the trees,
The tollbooths, the tires
And doldrums my feet now reside.
In angst over wet, these lesser and
Imagined crimson,
I encounter a wind,
Quite possibly a whisper,
But a chill to remind bone –
That we all end someday
And we’ll all be ended
Someday
As well.

When I first see your face, my emotions
Pile up at the edge of my surface
Like a rain drop, and when our eyes meet
They take off rapidly, as though a race
And splash to the ground, scattering into
Millions of pieces, as my heart will when
My mind steps in and chills the warmth you gave,
For you look away and continue then
With the happy life you lead, where I don’t
Belong, while in my thoughts I have this world
That’s built around the moment we come clean
About these vicious feelings that have blurred
The authenticity of our short
Encounters and that you could feel the same,
For I know in truth you must just be kind
And mutual affection is insane.

Falling from the sky,
Are droplets of pure water
Running down my face.

I have a crystal both darker and lighter,
Just gleaming; like illuminated sparkling
Beaded droplets of water, with a healing top.
I hold it to my chest though
And it seems faint, almost
As thou all that light and energy
Is just for the eyes; it's vibrant heart feels lost.
There is a black and white pouch
In my box, so I get it out to put the crystal in,
As if for safety while it is still healing.
This stone with so much beauty
Yet seemingly vague, you'd think
It was meant just for the eyes,
So very empty. Like soft rain, the color of
Every rainbow comes from the skies light,
Yet you can feel oh so silent and lonely.
Maybe I could find a place for this stone,
Perhaps I'll put it with green and gold
So it wont seem so empty, so alone...

whispering silken mist, delicate sighs
tiny falling droplets of mountain dew,
the diamonds from my teary eyes
are sprinkling showers of crystal blue

bolt of white light meets
billion droplets dancing in sunny wet skies
A garland for the Gods