Rain

RainIf I'm standing in the rainthat's where i want to be.Can you see me?Glistening on your skin.Trickling from your hair.Why did you turn awayfrom me?Just one more touchlike raindrops on my skin.It's getting cold.You'd laugh at me if you saw mesoaked and standing there.I feel it.I don't need more lossraining in my eyes all day.Everyday.I need to hear you whisper,To lose myself in the quiet of your eyes.You turned away from me.I'm not what I appear to beI'm not how you think of me.I'm more.There must be more.If you cut meI bleed just like you.Mostly, I do.I'm by myself on my ledge.It's not that far to the ground.Maybe everything will look differentWhen I get down.If I'm alone,It's because I choose to be.Why can't you see?Are there raindrops in your eyesjust like me?If you'd like to read more of my poetry:The Trailer Park Sagehttp://blog.myspace.com/fredhead76