If rain is meant to fall tonight, I’ll gaze up at the looming white, and wait for cloud tear lights to take over the darkening sky, and as I hold onto you tightly, our fingers will lace, and as I pull closer to your chest, my pulse will begin to race. I clench my eyes closed, and I’ll count the seconds until you’re by my side. I’ll open them once the moon, my daydream, has faded and the sun shines radiant and bright. I dream of you and I love, tangled up in the night sky. I dream of you and I love, I dream of you and I.
January 14, 2010